May 2013
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My journal is becoming more like a workbook, a sculpture, I’m trying to fill in the blanks. I’m trying to find my lines. I know I am filling and finding and growing. This summer will be good, but not in the way I expected.
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Today, instead of doing anything I had planned to do, I went and sat on the floor of a record shop for a couple hours. New records is such a good feeling. I got: Otis Redding - Lonely and Blue Johnny Mathis and Deniece Williams - That’s What Friends Are For Air Supply - The One That You Love Lawrence Welk - Yellow Bird H2O - All That Glitters (Rusts In Time) Single Earth, Wind and Fire - The...
As a young man, I harbored the populist idea of writing for the public. I...
– Elliott Carter (via almaspring)
Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the ones that have...
– Maya Angelou (via creatingaquietmind)
take a year. take a lifetime.
(via youarenotyou)
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My refrigerator sings me to sleep, there is peace here. It is quiet and it is hidden. There’s nothing original I can say about this sense of “becoming” I feel. Maybe that’s okay. I’ll settle into my unoriginality and say,
Life is beautiful. Being 21 is quite the fucking experience, and no one really warns you about it. I think that’s okay too. Not having...
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Spring night,
I had a half-asleep dream of you, a quarter of a continent away, drifting away further from me into a dream-filled ocean, your bed a giant wooden apple crate. I’m drifting there too. Lets meet in the middle.
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It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you’re...
– Haruki Murakami (via hellanne)
Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you.
– Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters (via sorakeem)
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived,...
– Buddhist Saying (via babyheroin)
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All I want to know is why do Canadians wear things with the confederate flag on them?
I mean,
Canada wasn’t even a country when the Civil War ended.
And this is Canada.
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Today,
8 more hours of packing cans of beer into boxes, thinking about how the human body doesn’t make a very good machine.
Breathe in, Mid-May chilled like late-October. Shea body butter, fresh grapes for lunch, the rest of the week to read and plan and reflect and hope.
Today will be a good day.
Missing someone is like hearing
a name sung quietly from somewhere
behind you....
– Tim Seibles, from “Slow Dance” (via cigrette)
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Quiet day,
cold day. It freezing rained on me on my fresh air clear my head walk to the corner store.
Waiting to build a finish line. To interweave months with markers. To not float through any more days.
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My dashboard is not going to be the same without Col. Chris Hadfield’s photography. What an amazing thing to help get people excited about space again.
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Fuckin Daenerys Targaryen. I can’t even. This show.
All I have is this,
this and you and the belief
that we are enough.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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I have a daydream of your face being in very close proximity to my face at least...
– Long Distance Relationships by Joshua Bennett (via cat-sass)
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humanrightswatch:
Verdict in historic trial of US-backed Guatemalan dictator (1982-1983): Rios Montt found guilty of Genocide - This verdict is a reward for the sustained and determined efforts of Mayan communities for over 30 years!
Former General Rios Montt was convicted of ordering the deaths of 1,771 Ixil Maya people during his time in office in 1982 and 1983.
Rios Montt was sentenced to...
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When they come to take us
Stab them between the eyes
Do not take your hand...
– Milos - Anis Mojgani
Tonight
comfortably alone
ginger ale
adrienne rich
quiet music
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when Whitman wrote, “I sing the body electric”
I know what he
meant
I know...
– Charles Bukowski, “a song with no end,” adapted (via thisisendless)
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Feeling exceptionally lazy. Someone go to all you can eat sushi with me.
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Everything blooming bright in the cold windy rain
I’m inexpressibly excited for being alive today. Sometimes breaking open grey clouds seem to be searching. I got through an interview today with Public Outreach, and am 1/3 of the way to having what sounds like the most amazing summer job.
Today is cafes and morning glory muffins and sleepiness from a night texting with B till 4. This isn’t...