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.
Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
—Joseph Addison