shower
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 1999.11.08
Met with Sara, Catherine, John, Charlie, Ken, and Heidi for drinks at Zazu. Everyone showered Sara with gifts. I showered her with flowers.
twenty-eight years and a million words
Met with Sara, Catherine, John, Charlie, Ken, and Heidi for drinks at Zazu. Everyone showered Sara with gifts. I showered her with flowers.
Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.
—Sigmund Freud