another goddamn headache
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2007.10.22
If you've got migraines, I feel bad for you, son.
I got many kinds of trouble, they're #1.
(all apologies)
twenty-eight years and a million words
If you've got migraines, I feel bad for you, son.
I got many kinds of trouble, they're #1.
(all apologies)
Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.
—Margaret Lee Runbeck