"And perhaps you swore

that you would never return from whence you'd come, that you would live out the rest of your life electrified by that urgency, that thrill of discovery and transformation - but return you did."
-Expect Resistance

Ever have a book change your life? The last time I read lit from the same collective I'm reading right now I quit my job as a republican event planner, worked at a band studio for the primary perk of banging the drum after my graveyard shift, ventured with the hallucinogens, had an entrepreneurial stint to design shirts featuring book quotes, started a secret art journal at Geisel and attempted to get it in the libraries' system (PETRONIUS the symbol, bitches), slept on a bouch (our couch-bed) in the living room, and wanted every experiential pleasure and pitfall.

I lived in the dankest, stank filled hole of a home, posted paper all over our living room in want of happy non-biased communal art (I got it, but also my share of college-kid slanders) , and would talk anna's ears off about simone d'beauvoir and my feminist theory class. I needed truth, hated judgement, judged those who were judgemental, and in the end I found my 'self' by myself.

There's gotta be balance. Some kind of a practical to that lifestyle. But why am I searching for the practical..

I want to adventure my life away so that by the time I'm graying, I'll not have known all the wonders of the world, but be in desperate want for an infinity of more.