I think it might be completely necessary to avoid analyzing one's life, almost completely, to allow most types of laughter.

I think knowledge might be a tool to happiness. It also might simultaneously be a tool for one's own demise ( Read more... )

Saltwater. Salt crystals. Salt water. Salt fabric.

Sodium Chloride.

Purifier of a sacred space, salt.

Saltwater painting.

I'm so excited. I'm so excite. Halite.

Salt crystals. Isometric salt crystals.

I need to go on an adventure soon, or do something that resembles one.

It sucks that once you travel, like, that first time you do it, if you do it, it's seriously near impossible to stop. I think that's especially true if you're around my age, you know, 20 or so. Because it's when you're doing so much god damn thinking about what you want to do ( Read more... )

I've been really into Shakespeare sonnets lately. I've never gotten so much into the plays. That's not true. I like the plays, but I just can't get through reading them as a whole. Too much. Too much ( Read more... )

Tomorrow, the desert.

I just wrote this story about a sheep boy and a wolf girl. They have a theme song.

And I'm going to Utah over Spring Break. Zion National Park, and the Spiral Jetty, here I fucking come.

And I got a new turntable that owns.

I've been feeling notably unhappy. I feel like my mom, a little bit. I'm not feeling very good about much in my life. If I look at this, if I really look at this situation, the main source of my discontent is really not having a job. It was fun for a short while, but I hate it. I really, really hate it ( Read more... )

Today I did some Google image searching ( Read more... )

You know, people are really lame.

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