ate some wheat
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2019.09.26
On the weekend, I ate some wheat. By Tuesday, this had happened. It's why my hands are covered in small scars.
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twenty-seven years and one million words
On the weekend, I ate some wheat. By Tuesday, this had happened. It's why my hands are covered in small scars.
Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.
—Ernest Hemingway