Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry. - Jack Kerouac

Defy the law! – Write the heartbroken poetry of the World!

I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.

Sure baby, mañana. It was always mañana. For the next few weeks that was all I heard––mañana a lovely word and one that probably means heaven.