February 2012
9 posts
This Talking Is Only Bravado: There's an Aging... →
cordjefferson:
I’ve never felt more important than when I lived in New York. I was poor and my work was neither very good nor very well-read, and yet every day I’d wake up in my 10 by 10 room, its window looking out over my building’s rusted trashcans, and somehow think I’d achieved another great…
I’m just going to reblog this whole thing because I almost teared up reading it.
