whattt a day. what a weeeeek. i dont even know what to make of it. so, i'm just not going to think about it. i am soooo exhasted. confusion and frustration does that...
so i am still reading catcher in the rye. i decided there was no rush to finnish this time and i should just enjoy it and take it in.
"this fall i think youre riding for- it's a special kind of fall, a horrible kind. the man falling isnt permitted to feel or hear himself hit bottom. he just keeps falling and falling. the whole arrangement's designed for men who, at some time or other in their lives, were looking for something their own environment couldnt supply them with. or they thought their own environment couldnt supply them with. so they gave up looking. they gave up before they ever really started." 243-244
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