I just got back from 30+ hours of travelling, 40 hours of sleep deprivation, and 40 hours of not eating, most of which was spent puking from a massive hang over. I will not be getting fucked up tonight. But slam back another one for me.
"She loved snow...That was the simple objective, being airborne, up longer, higher, more casually and with more fuckoff elegance than anyone else...Such endeavours require a kind of egotism, a near autistic narrowness. Everything conspires against you, the habits of physics, the impulse to flee and you're weighted down by every dollop of commonsense ever dished up. Everyone will tell you your goal is impossible, pointless, stupid, wasteful. This idiot resolve is all you have."
-Tim Winton
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