I found this today:

[katernater]

"The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything at
the same time, the ones who never yawn or
say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn,
burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars..."

- Jack Kerouac

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[gleam.livejournal.com]

I love that. His words have this way of being magical, and yet something else at the same time.

<3

And thank you for making today amazing.