Ask yourself, what do you do with 159 days? You go on a long trip. Fly across oceans and conquer all the land borders you can find. Drink too much. Meet people. Fall in love. Fall in lust. Get lost. Lose yourself.
It started with some incoherent thoughts. Then eventually, a few simple paragraphs followed that turned into several chapters. I hungered, got drunk and wrote more each day. Writing freed me from the madness, from the real world, from myself. Read more