rach-el: there were days when she was very happy without knowing why. she was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole body seemed to be one with the sunlight… there were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why- when it did not seem worth while to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium… Kate Chopin
I don’t know what got into me; something invisible ominously gnawed down my spine, chilling every inch of exposed bone. My mind ceased to exist in reality; instead, I flew directionless and uncontrollably through a hurricane of fiction. Only until a flashlight illuminated through my car window. Mam’ what are you doing here at 2 in the morning? I don’t know, I guess just...
There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around. It’s a hole in the wall. It’s a dirty free for all.