crapped on again (yes again)
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2018.08.12
While fishing, it happened again. One of these days, I expect some luck to come my way.
twenty-eight years and a million words
While fishing, it happened again. One of these days, I expect some luck to come my way.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
—Joseph Heller Catch-22