4.10.11

Words


"The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. 

So I stayed in bed and drank. 

When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat."


Factotum, Charles Bukowski

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