Yesterday I read Metamorphosis, by Franz Kafka. Last night my dreams were filled with giant insects hanging from the ceiling and spiders littering the floor, which I tried in vain to sweep up and out of my room. When I woke up I thought, well that's one thing I won't miss about Hawaii.
1.19.2008
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i really like that novella- and kafka too- and you.
i always hated that story. so stupid.
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