so it goes.

i have had kurt vonnegut on the brain since i finished slaughterhouse 5 last week. i found myself staying up to late with weary eyelids because i did not want to leave his words each night...

it makes me sad to think of all of the close mindedness that has kept others away from his unbelievably touching and raw stories...and i admit sheepishly i am guilty of some form of close mindedness lately...but the spell now is broken!

towards the end of the novel is this picture and quote. it took my breath away and calmed me and excited me and put me at peace, almost immediately...

now if only i could find the perfect frame...