This Fancis Scott Key Fitzgerald quote from The Great Gatsby has become more and more meaningful to me. There are very few actual physical remnants of my past here. And very few remnants of any past here. It's all in my head which is probably the only place any of it ever existed anyway.
I'm grateful for the great writers who put words to the things I experience. The things that no one will talk about or admit to feeling. The things that are dismissed and rejected by the "Normies and tough love, pull yourself up by your bootstraps" people. This is what the arts has always been about. T
My biggest failure. Not being able to...
When the present is unrelentingly hot, dull, crowded, boring and unpleasant and it is hard to stay in it or even want to.
