i roll out of bed, first thought, best thought ‘caffeine’, caffeine makes me happy. you know what makes me happy? when i’m not so self-consumed that i’m genuinely interested in my surroundings. because the crazy thing is you can be somewhere terrible and you’re loving it.. happiness is the absence of self-obsession.
“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!”