My father died when I was two months old. He was 22. He met my mother when she was a student at Berkeley. He was auditing classes. She knew from the moment she met him that he would be dead within years. See, Dad had Cystic Fibrosis. Which is actually kind of surprising because I shouldn't exist. Men with CF are usually infertile. So when mom got ( Read more... )

audio_aesthetic doesn't believe that I'm capable of getting up early. But in all honesty I love it. Waking up, drinking my tea, watching the sky warm up as the sun rises. I usually stumble out of wherever I'm sleeping about twenty minutes beforehand just so I can wake up with the world, those gradual alarm clocks have nothing on mother earth.

It gives me lots of ( Read more... )