Friday, April 8, 2011

the bell jar

no story feels right sometimes. i feel like a recorder of events, of deaths. the transmitter of codes and messages. i cannot make my decisions over stories. sometimes, i don't make sense even to myself.

so, i'll pick the bell jar again. and i'll make sense to my senses.
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