Saturday, April 26, 2008

breakfast

Now and then, when you lift up your head from the artmaking, the self-obsession, the observation of your body, your desires, the solving of spatial problems, you lift up your head and you listen to the radio, you read the news, you notice the bodies and conversations on the bus, you hear the STUPIDITY around you.

And you just have to cry into your coffee.

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