Cheap Therapy
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
- Virginia Wolf (1882-1941)
Wine Not and the Therapy that Friends Give, Paid For Tomorrow - A planksip Möbius
Cheap Therapy
Inspired by Virginia Wolf (1882-1941)'s quote, "Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends". The titled responsion is
The chatter and cackle of friendship, compared and contrasted in to inebriated self delusion is moderated by the will to power through the next day. Will your friendships stand the test of time? What happens when the wine runs out? Do we return to poetry or priests? My argument is circular. Intentionally so! Is your head spinning yet?