Alive In 85

look back in anger, look back in anger, look back in anger.

a little project I’m starting 

Sonnets: Yesterday I got the idea to try writing all sonnets for a few weeks as an experiment. Don’t ask me why, because I don’t know. And as ideas usually go, its awfully hard to get one out of yr head once its already there. I’m not sure about how long it will take until this gets frustrating, but I’m counting on my stubbornness to guide me through these next few weeks. While I’m not sure if I believe in forced and willful deprivation—there is something about fourteen lines that I like. I want to figure out what that is.