August 2010
4 posts
My favorite poem (i think)
You are tired, (I think) Of the always puzzle of living and doing; And so am I. Come with me, then, And we’ll leave it far and far away— (Only you and I, understand!) You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I. But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight, And knock with a rose at the hopeless...
Avoidance
“I’m just a f****d girl looking for my own peace of mind.”
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
It’s amazing what one thinks about at 2 in the morning. Things come strangely into focus and then get blurry again.
I’ve slowly realized that for a while I’ve used writing to work out my feelings and problems. This is both a good and bad thing. It...
We are all full of shit
I haven’t written in a while. Not just here, but in general. Sometimes Life can feel like a marathon swim. You need to come up for air to survive.
As my favorite author Matthew Kelly once wrote: ” On one hand, we all want to be happy. On the other hand we all know what things make us happy. Yet we don’t do those things. Why? We are too busy. Too busy doing what? Trying to be...
