Bewilder me. That’s what I’m looking for. With
every passing year I’ve grown exceedingly weary and
complacent. Nothing interests me anymore. I want to be kissed
clueless. I want my attention to be gripped for more than a few
moments. I want to be stunned and surprised and compelled to
second guess every damn thing I think I know about the
universe. —Beau Taplin
