Whoever you are...
School, school, school. I need more sleep. When I wake up I feel like I've had a five minute nap after spending five days awake.
I am so happy that I have experience my last 'picture day.' The most perverted-seeming guy took my photo. He called the girl in front of me "Gorgeous." And just seemed very...'dirty old man'.
*Something I learned today from my elders: If there's something you want to do, don't let anyone else fuck it up.* "Live the life you've imagined"
There is a surprising and beautiful art found in listening. Not listening for words, but for tone and true meaning. It's found in a slight laugh, in someone's eyes. It's a rarity to find someone who is so adept at hearing these things. If you find one, latch on.
I found this poem by Walt Whitman the other day. This is the first line, it's so stunning.
"Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams."
I am so happy that I have experience my last 'picture day.' The most perverted-seeming guy took my photo. He called the girl in front of me "Gorgeous." And just seemed very...'dirty old man'.
*Something I learned today from my elders: If there's something you want to do, don't let anyone else fuck it up.* "Live the life you've imagined"
There is a surprising and beautiful art found in listening. Not listening for words, but for tone and true meaning. It's found in a slight laugh, in someone's eyes. It's a rarity to find someone who is so adept at hearing these things. If you find one, latch on.
I found this poem by Walt Whitman the other day. This is the first line, it's so stunning.
"Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams."