Insomnia

Sunday, 19 July, slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.

from the diary of Franz Kafka

Final show of Round Eye’s run with Fang and Besmirchers in Port Angeles tonight.

Somehow despite having spent a solid five months or so at a bike shop in neighboring Sequim and taking an ex on the requisite goth girl pilgrimage to Forks to see where Twilight was filmed I’ve never actually made it to Port Angeles. There’s Canada!

I joined this tour with no small degree of trepidation and met some of the kindest people to ever grace my life. Tour dump to come.

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Thought:

“From childhood he dreamed of being able to keep with him all the objects in the world lined up on his shelves and bookcases. He denied lack, oblivion or even the likelihood of a missing piece. Order streamed from Noah in blue triangles and as the pure fury of his classifications rose around him, engulfing his life they came to be called waves by others, who drowned, a world of them.”

Anne Carson | “Short Talk on the Total Collection”

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