Half mad he existed through endless desperate days. A life of morbid introspection. A world of habitual melancholy. There was no intellect to his being. He was driven by dull urges and unarticulated pains. He lived an emotional, messy life riddled with waste. Bright dreams crushed beneath a suffocating quilt of shame and guilt. Crazy desperate attempts to be loved– trying to locate, for sure, that one bright spot. But there was nothing to cling to– only fragmented masturbatory fantasies that flecked his background. Like stars.
The Last Hundred Miles is an ongoing project to share the diary of Larry Waite, a gay man born and raised in the American Midwest during the 1950’s and 60’s with a talent for writing and an obsessive need to document, and attempt to make sense of, his life.
