drunken uncle ogre
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Nichinan, 2007.01.20
We had a big family booze-up when we got engaged. It was my induction, I suppose.
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twenty-eight years and a million words
We had a big family booze-up when we got engaged. It was my induction, I suppose.
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It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.
—Anne Frank