I don't read fiction. And I just figured out why. I don't like movies. There is no reason to try. My life is already full of poetry and bliss. Just talk to a friend, or give your mirror a kiss. Why would I spend a hour reading some beautiful prose about how in Korea they separate trash in neat little rows. When I could spend that same hour discovering something new about why I am me and you are you.
to illustrate my points,ReplyDelete
I don't read beauty
I read beauty