The thing about having a drug habit, I think as I'm walking down the street home from the train,
is that your life is about something. The sun is shining, a mild breeze is blowing, and the day is warm and lovely.
Even if your life is boring, I think, you've got a certain drama, a certain romance.
You know exactly what's going to happen, and that's what's great about it, and that's what kills you.
No comments:
Post a Comment