quick

i'm reading naked lunch by william s. burroughs and loving it. i've found that i have to read it relatively slow to grasp everything and i still think i'm missing a majority, but it's great. i originally thought i'd just get frustrated but i think you have to be patient sometimes with really great art. if i'm making no sense i don't care.

i was listening to npr yesterday and heard this amazingly sad story. i had to turn it off and just ride in silence for the rest of the ride cause my heart hurt and it felt wrong to enjoy myself.

5 kids, i got the impression that they were all in their teens, drowned the night before last. all were volunteers helping in the area and were taking some time off to relax in a lake. after one stepped off a shallow part into a sink hole, the other 4 went after their friend to save him and also got sucked down. they all died. i immediately thought of my sister and her friends down in virginia on a missions trip. i sat in my car thinking how sad it was...but how beautiful those kids were. they probably didn't think twice. every one of them went after their friend. sometimes humanity shines through all the garbage.