It should be telling that Bukowski was burned out from trying to play by the rules, and one friend threw him a lifeline. He was all but washed out and made one desperate roll of the dice to be utterly himself and found his calling and his dignity through that critical vulnerability.
We are at rock bottom, with everything to lose and everything to gain.
We might as well all be playing our hearts out. We might as well all be at cussing straight talk phase.
It should be telling that Bukowski was burned out from trying to play by the rules, and one friend threw him a lifeline. He was all but washed out and made one desperate roll of the dice to be utterly himself and found his calling and his dignity through that critical vulnerability.
We are at rock bottom, with everything to lose and everything to gain.
We might as well all be playing our hearts out. We might as well all be at cussing straight talk phase.
You've been read!!