well....the world did not end

abandoned book, alone in the cold outside a cafe in Brooklyn.
"a state of denial"...

which is what we're all in, which makes me feel a bit like this really famous image, currently on view at the MOMA: 

and sometimes i walk around feeling like i might look like this, despondent and with dirt on my face, not entirely unlike the woman in Dorothea Lange's "Migrant Mother", an image iconic and important, albeit significantly staged: 

and then i realize that really, we all need to get over everything, like really, who do you think you are?  thinking this, I walk into a boutique, bored, to peruse, and find a candle that can help me achieve a real miracle, that is, love myself......

for only 64 fine american dollars, i could have achieved nirvana, which makes me think of this 

translated roughly into, "the more you know, the more you ignore", and don't i wish i were considering the writing on the wall, in PARIS