Tumblr cross-over copout post.
Haven’t had enough time/the right mindset to write. Sigh. I’ll get back to you, blog, before the year ends for our year-end review.
Dec
14
2011
Oct
08
2011
Sep
21
2011
Jul
07
2011
Under One Small *
[BGmusic: Soldier by Ingrid Michaelson]
Quote for the day:
“Get up and get down and get outside.”
- Frank Turner, Reasons Not To Be An Idiot
[Are you an idiot? This will help you!]
You’re a big-picture kind of person, but also being a half-empty-glass kind of person means this isn’t a good thing. Often you find yourself awake hours before your alarm, overwhelmed, thinking, “What am I going to mess up today?” I can only imagine how hard it gets to crawl out of bed when it seems like the safest place on earth–there you have no expectations to live up to, no tightropes to teeter across, no poison darts to dodge, no pressure.
It takes a lot of courage to get up and go out in the real world, to interact and open up to people just as fragile as you are. Right now, blind, stupid courage is all you’re running on. You fervently hope and pray that your heart won’t give out any time soon, because when it’s not falling apart, the real world can be wonderful. Though you know it can’t stay intact forever, for now you’ll try not to overthink, try to live in the now, and enjoy this rare togetherness while it lasts.
Feb
19
2011
On Being Unprepared
[BGmusic: C & F by Antarctica Takes It!]
Quote for the day:
I just wanted a picture! You can’t disappoint a picture!
- Troy, Community S02E16: Intermediate Documentary Filmmaking
The thing about “waiting for life to happen” that is oh-so-popular with the twenty-somethings-stuck-in-ruts such as myself is that we often overlook the importance of being ready when things actually start happening.
Forced metaphor time. Say you’re on a surfboard and you’re waiting for a good wave, and you wait and wait and wait for aaaages, and when it finally comes, you’ve got your back turned and end up being swept under the sheer force of the water. Or you’ve been baking something complicated – a souffle – and when it’s ready, you find that you’ve misplaced your gloves, and so you have to choose between burning your fingers or ruining your pastry. Or you’re a Jewish bridesmaid and after waiting all night for the bridesgroom to come you find that you haven’t got any oil for your lamp, so like the sad schmitty you are you get left out of the partay. Etcetera.
I’ve been waiting for adventure in the great wide somewhere for so long; long enough to make me an expert in waiting but terrible at everything adventuring requires. True story.
