January 2012
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i have never
told anyone these things.
a sunday kind of love – etta james
rip, etta, a...
today was completely wonderful
“but of course some things are neither omnipotent nor nonsentient but highly...”
– elaine scarry, “on beauty and being just”
(unnegotiably alive!)
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and go to pieces on the stones at the bottom of my...
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“plums.”
– archilochus, “89”
the piano player in my ballet class is named mr....
… mr. dred scott.
i cannot make this sort of thing up.
But I have a nightmare to tell: I am trying to say that to be with my people is my dearest wish but that I also love strangers that I crave separateness I hear myself stuttering these words to my worst friends and my best enemies who watch for my mistakes in grammar my mistakes in love. This is the day of atonement; but do my people forgive me? If a cloud knew loneliness and fear, I would be that...
i am in love with saskia hamilton. →
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scheduling messiness abound!
this is what love looks like in 2012.
this is what the sun looks like,
and the stars,
and the president.
this is what it looks like to be happy in 2012.
“beginners” theme suite – brian...
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thoughts that breathe
on education (from the calhoun school and the urban assembly academy for government and law):
“books and lecturing aren’t the only important things – seeing and smelling and talking and touching are as critical to learning as they are to falling in love” “we want kids to be thoughtful, ethical, and compassionate, but otherwise, our teaching methods are nondogmatic. we just...
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in america, we export 1.1 million tons of potatoes...
what?
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things that happened today:
1. the bus i was on hit a pedestrian.
2. i met daniel o’donnell, a new york state assembly member who both spearheaded the marriage equality act and is the sister of rosie o’donnell – a really cool guy.
and if the world has ceased to hear you, say to the silent earth: i flow. to the rushing water, speak: i am.
- rilke, from “sonnets to orpheus”
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a million thank-yous into the void
“what are you doing? we should be asleep in one of our many cuddle positions!”
– woody allen, in “manhattan murder mystery”
that da da strain - mamie smith
the list
- read every night for thirty minutes before I go to bed from an actual book and not a screen - do more things that scare me - find a really good study spot and go there religiously - go to yehoodi’s frim fram jam on thursday nights, and get really good at swing dancing - start journaling/write more - find an internship and spend the summer in new york! - hang out with people who make me...
December 2011
26 posts
2011
learned to knit! graduated from high school started college had a real relationship read a lot didn’t read enough learned to like wine fell head over heels in love with my little cousins moved to new york city kissed a girl (and liked it!) was named a shad princess ate radishes for the first time went to montreal had a french exchange student saw bon iver and iron & wine live got a cat...
please break these things i want to go home
converted and saved by poetry
51 minutes and 43 seconds of stairs
and i’m happy happy happy
happiness is:
christmas morning, a cup of coffee, and a warm cat.
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you know that bukowski poem?
“there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but i’m too tough for him.”
i want to let the bluebird out, but we’re all different now. maybe i’m different and they’re the same, but what does my bluebird matter to them, anyway?
JULIA
what a glorious feeling –
i’m happy again!
“where are the drag queens? i need them!”
– more from laura
that part where you look at me and your eyes go all soft.
“i just wanna dance.”
– my roommate laura, feeling the stresses of exam week
dante, peanut butter from the jar.
babys - bon iver
good things
1. today i got a care package from my high school. i LOVE my high school.
2. today was also my last yoga class, and it was so lovely.
3. laura and gaby and cristina and i are feeling the christmas spirit like you cannot believe – we have paper snowflakes hanging from the ceiling, and taped to the walls. i think we’re going to make a gingerbread house tonight. there’s a...
today
i feel very at home.
and it’s awesome.
i am present, everything i could ever ask for, i already have. all that i need do now is recite my favorite mantra: thank you, thank you, thank you… i am present.
- paul goldman, “for this morning”
“they taste like balls. like balls inside of balls.”
– my lovely roommate gaby, on her first experience with pomegranate seeds
this is important. →
“i cannot for the present yield too much to distrust, since the end i now seek is...”
– descartes
(i like that.)