I stopped today at the Wawa a mile or so from my place to pick up some Rockstars for myself and Sweethearts candy–a surprise!–for my two daughters. I paid with a credit card, and held out out my driver’s license for the cashier.
This guy not only didn’t ask to see my license, he didn’t even [...]

and the disarming nihilism put down on the page by this Great Man is simply overpowering. It floors me. Takes me back 25 years to a cynical kid having unbearable, racing thoughts of what dying really meant, not to exist anymore except in the memories of people who knew you, loved you, who identified your [...]