I'm starting now with my new resolution of writing in here semi-consistently again. I need to remember that I do this for my own sake, because I am so forgetful. Socrates was right: writing things down makes your memory lazy. When I think back on this year, I wonder, "Where was I? What was I doing every day? What was I thinking?" And the ( Read more... )

As for love, this is what I have decided. I am at a time in my life when I am choosing what the rest of it will be like, and I increasingly feel that love should be what motivates me in all of my decisions. Not cultural norms, not fear of failure or scarcity or criticism, not pride, not hope of recognition, not desire for acceptance or novelty or ( Read more... )

Sometimes, my dreams are not worth remembering. I have some sort of urgent, difficult mission that, upon waking, I realize was pointless and not worth my energy.

Sometimes I think I'll wake up from this life I lead and feel the same...

Oh, Monday.