Charles Bukowski talks about how he's got something wrong with him..

So I'm going through this big Charles Bukowski phase today. Maybe tomorrow too?

Maybe this isn't even a phase, maybe I genuinely like Bukowski at any time of the day on any day. Ah, but alas, I remember my attitudes are not dissimilar to a tectonic seismograph. Nothing is static. Bar some. I'll tell you later.