[continued] I at least have enough creative sensibilities to know that I have no reason to be happy with my empty, frustrating little life. I provoke myself into fits of despondency and then attack myself for whining. Yet I am sane enough to know that only an idiot or a dullard could possibly be happy with my life.
April 25th, 1976
April 25th, 1976
April 25th, 1976
[continued] I at least have enough creative sensibilities to know that I have no reason to be happy with my empty, frustrating little life. I provoke myself into fits of despondency and then attack myself for whining. Yet I am sane enough to know that only an idiot or a dullard could possibly be happy with my life.