i keep telling myself that it 's because i want answer to what the hell last night was about-nothing more . greed made us snort two little lines each . get your ass up on the stage . '' i wanted to remain connected with time in a series of linked moments , to understand this on my terms . the rustle continues throughout the morning . she asked , why do you say that ? he stood there with his mouth open . still not sucked into the void , he thought . 