Life should be full of strangeness Like a rich painting.
The Fall, "How I Wrote 'Elastic Man,'" 1980.
Thursday, February 9, 1984
White
I spent all day painting my room white. I began at quarter past nine and have just now finished, twelve hours later. Some people may find painting therapeutic, but it's only succeeded in making me feel bored, messy and ill-tempered.
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