December 2011
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Driving to Cleveland tomorrow to lurk around the neighborhood I lived in when I was three and four years old.
Is there a way to stalk houses casually? And take pictures in front of them? I don’t know.
Today on the subway, I pulled a hair off of my friend’s coat, and when I flicked it away it ended up landing on the lady’s coat beside me. The lady then got mad and proceeded to tell me she didn’t want the hair, then took the hair and put it on my coat.
Why do these things happen to me on the subway.
Good writing is tangible
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“The two of them break from cards one night and walk with Lina for hours along a...”
– from Divisadero, Michael Ondaatje
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Ugh Ben Howard.
Why is he so perfect. This is probably my favourite album of the year. His voice is so romantic. Listening to him feels like watching the sun come up.
“I have sea foam in my veins,
I understand the language of waves.”
– Le Testament d’Orphée (via fragilethoughts-, butterflyflutterbygoodbye)
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“There never was a good biography of a good novelist. There couldn’t be....”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
Christmas Social Gatherings
As long as I take a break every hour and crawl into my bed for about 10 minutes and listen to Fleet Foxes, I’m good to go.
I’m mature now.
Winter Bones - Stars
This song for me is flying...
“The greatest tragedy of life is not death, but what dies inside of us while we...”
– Norman Cousins