Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
"There were in her at the moment two beings, one drawing deep breaths of freedom and exhilaration, the other gasping for air in a little black prison-house of fears. But gradually the captive's gasps grew fainter, or the other paid less heed to them; the horizon expanded, the air grew stronger, and the free spirit quivered for flight." Edith Wharton
2 comments:
oh nooooooo
Reminds me of a guy I met yesterday at the 5:30PM...He came in drunk. He whispered to me (HE thought he whispered!) that he had years of sobriety, and ONE F***ing pint of vodka yesterday afternoon had now f***ed up his WHOLE LIFE!
Wife, Job, House, Children, Car...ALL gone, vanished. To paraphrase your blog, ..."and as soon as I drank one pint, it was gone...geesh!"
steveroni
Post a Comment