weekend reading.

After a busy week of punishing & humiliating I decided to hide away for the weekend and catch up on some reading. I watched One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest some years ago and bawled my way through the film, but this is the first time I've read the book, and what a read it is. Diary of a Drug Fiend is less horrific than Cuckoo's Nest, (in terms of the brutal sadism to those who are deemed to weak to fight against their tormentors) but Crowley's account of a life spinning out of control through severe drug addiction, plus his observations on life, will, being and the human consciousness / condition are fascinating.