1. 13 February 2012 · 01:54 AM · 3 notes
    But he had grown to love the emptiness of his house even more. He loved that it was just a collection of rooms, and that there were never any questions to answer, and that he could design his own rules for being alive. It was wonderful to be alone: If he wanted to fry up some sizzler sausages at 4:00 a.m., that’s exactly what he did.

    But he had grown to love the emptiness of his house even more. He loved that it was just a collection of rooms, and that there were never any questions to answer, and that he could design his own rules for being alive. It was wonderful to be alone: If he wanted to fry up some sizzler sausages at 4:00 a.m., that’s exactly what he did.

    Downtown Owl.nighttimereading

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