it’s been raining for weeks and i am reminded of Washington days past. my heart feels shrouded. and my thoughts. i feel like a stranger...to even myself. i'm hiding again. my emotions are falling like the water outside. i feel things heavy and weighing on the more fluent parts of my soul. knowing my next steps. inspired. yet wondering when i'll
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it's a good thing i made it to work today on time this morning at 8:00am, despite last night's drinking shanagans, because there is absolutely no one here, and almost everyone is taking the day off.
"The task of genius, and humanity is nothing if not genius, is to keep the miracle alive, to live always in the miracle, to make the miracle more and more miraculous, to swear allegiance to nothing, but live only miraculously, think only miraculously, die miraculously."