dana[since1979]

About:
I had pictured, as a younger man, that the things I knew and would know were bricks in something that would, effortlessly, eventually, shape itself into something recognizable, meaningful. A massive and spiritual sort of geometry -- a ziggurat, a pyramid. But here I am now, so many years on, and if there is a shape to all this, it hasn't revealed itself. But no, thus far the things I know grow out, not up, and what might connect all these things, connective tissue or synapses, or just some sense of order, doesn't exist, or isn't functioning, and what I knew at twenty-seven can't be found now.
Dave Eggers: You Shall Know Our Velocity
I was moving away from myself; silly ideas and images moved thier way across the desert of my mind. I no longer had control; all I could do was watch them and react; sometimes I'd laugh, sometimes I'd cry. The great caravans of thought passed more and more rarely until soon there was just the great desert: tabula rasa.
Arther Nersesian: The Fuck-Up
Anyway, I kept walking and walking up Fifth Avenue, without any tie on or anything. Then all of the sudden, something very spooky started happening. Every time I came to the end of a goddam block and stepped off the curb, I had this feeling that I'd never get to the other side of the street. I thought I'd just go down, down, down and nobody'd ever see me again.
J.D. Salinger: The Catcher In The Rye