Imagination can't create anything new, can it? It only recycles bits and pieces from the world and reassembles them into visions. So when we think we've escaped the unberable ordinariness and, well, untruthfulness of our lives, it's really only the same old ordinariness and falseness rearranged into the appearance of novelty and truth. Nothing unknown is knowable.
-Angels In America

I've been hopelessly absent lately. Same excuse as always, I'm busy living my life, not writing about it. On the other hand, I did spend four hours tonight constructing a set for my art course. Igads... that's all I have to say. I'm obsessed with Angels in America.