04:00, what's up your nose?
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one 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-seven years and one 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.
It is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.
—Carl Sagan