am reading. writing. relaxing.
At the time, my life just seemed too complete, and maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.
For thousands of years, human beings had screwed up and trashed and crapped on this planet, and now history expected me to clean up after everyone. I have to wash out and flatten my soup cans. And account for every drop of used motor oil. And I have to foot the bill for nuclear waste and buried gasoline tanks and landfilled toxic sludge dumped a generation before I was born.
"Recycling and speed limits are bullshit," Tyler said. "They're like someone who quits smoking on his deathbed."