January 2011
79 posts
December 2010
131 posts
don't go to bed...
with a frown in your pocket.
the gift
So, here I am, sitting directly in front of the seasons last attempt at taking me away from my usual “hummbuginess”. What I mean to say, is that I have received an anonymous gift. Though the anonymity is most assuredly lacking, unbeknown to myself, surprise is still lurking somewhere nearby. Wrapped simply in brown paper, still this box, no larger than the standard alarm clock,...
bikes →
“You know what? You’re imperfect and you’re wired for struggle, but you are...”
– Brené Brown, on what to say to children, in her TED talk on vulnerability
via texturism
(via danielholter)
well
ditto except the apartment, and the people I’ve weirded out are just people i see everyday outside of work.
todeface:
Well I cant sleep and my eyes itch.
I did get a new apartment on union by Martha’s a little one bedroom.
I hope to put money on it tomorrow!
I found this Photo in a old pile, Im not sure how I feel about it yet.
I feel awful or my co-workers having to deal with...
It always seems, that around these times, as the ice forms on the branches, of trees having long lost their leaves,
the birds migrate, and so many others hibernate,
that parts of me go through a change.
My body the docile, slumbering bear, sleeping the cold season away.
My mind an avid predator, a wolf, continuing its relentless pattern, throughout the winter.
WatchI kind of agree with Seely, but I love riding fixed gear. Damn my bad knee holding me back!
ohaiitsseely:
I’ll say it again: get a damn BMX bike. However, still kind of cool.
It will come, but the thing is it doesn't come if...
baitandswitch:
Philip Glass speaking about the creative process in GLASS: a portrait of Philip in twelve parts
Six Things I Wish I'd Never Done
1. Switch to a High School that did not have a Soccer Team.
2. Deny Track Scholarships to go to a Community College.
3. Choosing to leave a friends house to ride home, then getting hit by a car and tearing my ACL.
4. Selling my truck.
5. Buying a Dell.
6. Taking the blue pill.
Lately I’ve been letting things bother me, things I shouldn’t care that much about. Instead, thoughts over this situation are just consuming me. I don’t feel like myself anymore, I just feel ripped apart by each and every contemplative gear turn in my head. The fact of the matter is that I don’t know how to distract myself anymore, and when I try I cannot seem to get...
