Saturday, May 29, 2010

Sleep Tight

I have had a long couple of days. I feel unwell.

I feel like Quentin Compson, trapped in a world which no future exists for me, only a cold indifferent past. While the present, lasting only a mere moment, fades quickly into a dream.

I haven't been sleeping well. I haven't been eating. I guess the realization of one's own mediocrity and unimportance is never pleasant.

Luckily, Steinbeck has been saving me. Everyone was right. 'East of Eden' is fantastic.

1 comment:

  1. Everything will be okay. I promise. And I'm so glad you're finally reading it! It's beautiful.