Thursday, 02 September 2010

Thursday, 05 August 2010

  • crean-up crew

    I had a metaphorical itch at about 12:00AM today. I HAD to clean out my closet. Finished at about 1:40 in the AM and now I feel...mixed. I felt small pangs as I placed each shirt or pair of overalls (yikes) into the bags destined to be donated. Call me nostalgic, but it was like letting go of a part of myself. Parts of myself that were literally with me in all my experiences and memories. Since they'll be donated, it'd be more like a contribution into...? But now my closet is blissfully light and there's room for new clothes! Doesn't get any better than that :P

    Antichrist Television Blues -The Arcade Fire

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    Lookin' like a hobo drowning in a sea of useless old clothes.

Monday, 02 August 2010

  • Something to chew on

    “The early bird catches the worm; a stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can’t pretend we haven’t been told. We’ve all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to ‘seize the day’. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore, until we finally understand for ourselves like Benjamin Franklin meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping. And that even the biggest failure, even the worst most intractable mistake beats the hell out of never trying.”
    — Grey’s Anatomy


    We will see =/

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

  • Starting to feel it now

    "Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."
    — Jonathan Safran Foer

  • Truths hurt, I guess lies hurt less.

    "You’re so afraid to lead with your heart that you’re dying inside."

    — Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Match Me if You Can

    Why does it still hurt so much? A better question: Why do I continue making the same mistakes that hurt me when I'm aware of what they are?

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