sometimes i read through your twitter feed and cry because i can read your pain between each abbreviated pronunciation ( Read more... )

Oh, let me have music / Like you have music / Like you were just born

Earlier this year, I re-read Siddhartha and finally truly understood that life is a series of deaths and rebirths as we make our way to an ultimate goal of Enlightenment -- of who we are meant to be, living for the very fact that we are alive ( Read more... )

i just had a dream. that you believed in me so deeply, i could feel it in your very presence ( Read more... )

sometimes everything is bright, white static, and sometimes the static fades for just a moment when everything of purpose and importance is clear. and that's what it is to want to live, fearless and in love with everything in this ridiculous, deceivingly enormous world ( Read more... )

One year, 4 months, and 14 days ago, my life was changed forever... in a big way, I guess. Larger than the everyday details that change lives gradually and almost imperceptibly over time. Nearly every day since, I have thought about it in some way, and it has altered my every day behaviors and thoughts, how I perceive and react to things ( Read more... )

The last weekend in October, I found myself walking through Grounds the morning after a wedding, most of which was spent dancing and some of which was spent thinking about conversations that were just a bit off, which got me thinking -- How much older are we? More boring? Humdrum and repetitive? What happened? Why ( Read more... )

my heart hurts, hurts, hurts so much ( Read more... )

funny how a simple nickname can tug unexpectedly at the heartstrings.

I love Harry Potter, but I have been continuously bothered by one thing...

If wizards are so magical, why do they still write using quills and ink?? Have you ever used a quill? They are very annoying to use.

I wish I had a penseive to syphon off all this excess mental noise.