Crazy isn’t being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It’s you, or me, amplified. If you ever told a lie, and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child, forever. They were not perfect, but they were my friends. And by the 70s, most of them were out, living lives. Some I’ve seen. Some never again. But there isn’t a day my heart doesn’t find them. - Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted
I'm a twenty-three year old guy living in the valley of California. My name is ken and this is just small look into my life. I work at the Starbucks which was the basis of this blog. But it's more about my dorkiness. than anything else.