boolar

i certainly do owe you for something… i can’t think of what it is right now, no, i won’t never, and even if i do i won’t be able to name it. but i certainly owe you something. a pattern of speech, a way of articulating thoughts, a thought process itself perhaps even. an influence. there i go, proving myself wrong yet again… i named it. an influence.

here’s a piece of new york