“Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.” 
Jack Kerouac
(Missouri dusk, over tomato vines and melon fields, over a family full of love)

Have you ever read a book that just really gets to you? I mean, you read it, you feel it, you think it. I just finished reading On the Road, and oh, I felt like I was there. And now I want more. I want to travel, I want to MMOOOVVEE, I want to explore and feel the quiet desperation of not knowing/caring/aloneness. While I'm on the bus or walking, I feel it in my bones. GO MAN GO.


  1. i'm going to see the film tonight (on the road), i can't wait.

    1. aaahhh! how was it?! have you read the book ever?

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    1. thank you!! i'm glad you like it (and came to visit!)


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