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—Virginia Woolf, "Mrs. Dalloway"

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Something so gay abt writing a book about how amazing your best friend is

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“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”

— Ernest Hemingway

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April 23, 1923 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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“Everybody knows that really intimate conversation is only possible between two or three. As soon as there are six or seven, collective language begins to dominate.” — Simone Weil

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anne lamott, bird by bird

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how to not be a perfectionist by Molly Brodak

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"Everyone wants to be the author of great love declarations. Few commit to being the protagonist of daily care."

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Bande à part (1964), dir. Jean-Luc Godard

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Albert Camus, The Fall Originally published: 1956

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i won't leave

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berserk musings

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Been reading Berserk finally!

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every time it rains i think of that raymond carver poem. poetry is like prayer to me methinks. or an incantation

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assemblyglassworks

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the days are getting shorter

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I'm alive. I'm a new person, but I also revisit my old self on a daily basis. Having a child is a shortcut to having a new life. Things have never been more different than they are now. And also remarkably the same. Like I've put a tree tapper into my brain and some water is leaking out from my past. I'm old now, with old eyes, and old ears, when I smell the scent of my old water, it isn't so bad anymore. I can do new things with it now. An old dog with new tricks. Hey, how have you been? I've missed you.