04:00, what's up your nose?
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2008.10.30
I was woken at about 03:45 this morning by a mosquito. It had flown into my nostril.
Needless to say, activity ensued.
twenty-eight years and a million words
I was woken at about 03:45 this morning by a mosquito. It had flown into my nostril.
Needless to say, activity ensued.
When destiny comes to a man from outside, it lays him low, just as an arrow lays a deer low. When destiny comes to a man from within, from his innermost being, it makes him strong, it makes him into a god…
—Hermann Hesse