I identify with Ernest Hemingway, possibly because he was nuts.
Nuts, but not crazy.One day you will wake up and you won't be able to do the things that you want to do so you should do them now. Hemingway got it, and did it, and wrote about it.
"There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter." - From Ernest's mouth to God's ear.
Hemingway lived life, and hit a lot of bumps in the road. Some would say that he hit 'every' bump in the road.
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - and he bled a lot all over the pages. It's what made him great.
Charles Bukowski asked, "Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be?" Hemingway might have ignored it and answered that, "the world breaks everyone, and sometimes you're strong in the broken places."
