On the Road By Jack Kerouac

“I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”



Thursday, 2 February 2012

My memory box

                                                       
I think it is very important to be sentimental. Usually I'm not a very emotional or affectionate person... don't get me wrong I'm not a robot! So when I like to express myself, I like to save things from special times. This box contains items such as plane tickets, postcards, cinema tickets, many random items and my old rabbit's tale...Don't ask. So every time I look back over my memories I have physical evidence so I can relive that special time much more realistically and personally.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
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