a cold in june
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
The Cottage, 2001.06.18
Sick all day. I seem to have caught the cold my mother brought home from the office.
twenty-seven years and one million words
Sick all day. I seem to have caught the cold my mother brought home from the office.
Writing is a lonely job, unless you're a drinker, in which case you always have a friend within reach.
—Emilio Estevez