I like doing lots of things, but i am happiest thinking about fishing"In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep, you are not.And when you are filled with sleep, you never were.I dont know what I am. I dont know if I am or not.Jewel knows he is, because he does not know that he does not know that he does not know whether he is or not...How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home." _william faulkner, As I Lay Dying
