With something drifting and something shifting, the earth still held the sky.
Friday, July 25, 2014
934 - On reading Camus
I am reading Albert Camus' 'The Outsider'. In the dead of the night, when the tasks are done, his simple prose just wakes up something inside of me. And that thing that wakes up, wakes up screaming quietly.
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