1. A woman laughs out loud like hiccups, at the newspaper. I've always wondered where the need to laugh out loud went, or rather, where I began to think about the loss of it. Somewhere on the line, something made everything seem less exciting.
2. Is it possible for me to fictionalize this story - if I succeed, I think I'll find my childhood more important somehow.
3. Everyone's been blaming bad behavior on poor parenting. That seems easy.
4. A. got me into the R&R LV - wooooo. This'll be a personal adventure, one that will bring to the forefront many independent thrills.
5. My mother is about to turn 46. How awesomely young is that? What a beautiful time.
6. When other people are watching, I'm more likely to conjure up a sense of Act On It, Security, Live in the Moment, because, I just realized, I find it really important not that they see me as a person who offers that, but! that they themselves experience Life to the Utmost, or are inspired to. I've been spending a lot of time concerned with the idea that Others Should Live, that I have No Idea How To, Myself.
7. I haven't done nearly as many October things as I'd like to. I hope this week is full in orange.
8. A tattoo is imminent. The problem: I believe I'd like to ask the tattoo artist if he wouldn't mind doing three at once, and I can foresee that being quite an intense situation.
9. I'm quite comfortable telling people what I don't like. I'm hoping that will run out soon, and I'll become more acquainted with telling people what I like.
10. I only purchased a more elaborate coffee and tipped the baristo, because, he has an aura of the Depp variety.
11. For some reason, which is hilarious to me, I have consciously and completely closed myself off to trying to understand how to open our lock box at the post office. I know the code, the directions to spin and every time I try my hand, I can never open it. And I don't want to. And I don't want to learn, and I never want to. What the fuck is that?
12. Have you ever felt like if you went one way you know you could make it work, and if you went the complete opposite way, you know you could make it work just the same. That's where Giving Up meets Excitement.
13. It snowed last night.
14. One thing I never got from someone I expected to get it from was lengthy, deep discussions at all the right and wrong times. What I get now is a constant, important, beautiful, circling, expanding, full soul growing, full heart brimming, full tears burning evolution of two different people pushing themselves to be everything they never thought to want.
15. I truly believe that if it were 1973, I would be exactly who I was meant to be.
16. How can I make a living thrifting, but not selling cool stuff to hipsters, and not maintaining an internet business, and not blogging like ahmygawdILoveFashion?
17. There's something really strange about my not biting my fingernails. It is not like me. At all. And it must mean something large.
18. What are some more interesting questions we could ask each other instead of, "What do you do for a living?"
19. My brother considers me an example of Someone Who Can't Find a Job with a Degree, Pertaining to That Degree. I consider myself that, yes, but I don't like being his example of it.
20. I feel like something huge is going to happen, one day, further down, but sooner.
21. I secretly enjoy being in the role of perpetual girlfriend, and secretly don't compare myself to other couples in terms of years spent, or life plans laid down. I'd liken this attitude towards, Good Parenting.
22. Lady who laughs like hiccups laughed at the story in the paper regarding a psychic who was murdered...talking to me through sharts of giggles, "...Then how come she didn't see it coming!" Maybe it's no biggie to be a laugh-out-louder, those there are cheap thrills.
23. I want to live in the moments of college cross country races, staying at hotels, hurting, and sleeping besides girls with the same dreams.
24. One day I'm going to quit everything that makes me the wrong kind of sad.
25. I'm going to get married in an October. How could I not?
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