ill in paradise
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Sydney, 2000.07.14
Uch. Sick day. Barely climbed out of bed.
twenty-seven years and one million words
Uch. Sick day. Barely climbed out of bed.
The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible, but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore.
—Vincent Van Gogh