kerouac

wc williams described jack kerouac's writing as "an enclosure of all that might have been made articulate, felt, tasted, witnessed, and confessed as actual to one's own life, for better or worst, at last."

i read this in the introduction of kerouac's Book of Blues while on the metro yesterday and it captured me, because i feel like that's exactly what this trip, this city is like. in a word, irrepressible.
And i crave it.

i feel so alive here. just sitting, writing, feeling the night breeze, it fills me. i am overwhelmed by this liberating independence. it's incredible.

ole.