man, sometimes i just get into this rut, and i cant climb out.... a man says to me. your settled right in the grooves, you may never get out. but then he gives me a kind push from behind, and i can be on my way again.

on nights such as this i just sit in bed, and think of all the important questions in the world.. more often than not, the answer is Alfred. this is happy and sad all at once.

btw... i drew this sketch.. in my sketchbook.. a few weeks back... then i found this image... a few days back...i feel like i could have summoned it. thank you.louise bourgeois.