In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.

 ~ Buddhist Saying (via conflictingheart)

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1. Run away to Brooklyn. Rent an apartment with a claw footed bathtub. Commute to Manhattan during the week and put in hours at a menial publishing job. Drive home to New Jersey on weekends to swim in the pool and cry to your mother. Smoke Gauloises on the fire escape. Let yellowing issues of Rolling Stone and Vogue pile into a protective fortress around your bed. Listen to Cat Power. Fall asleep mostly naked beneath the duvet watching Sportscenter and drinking earl grey. Date a Yankees fan and kiss his hands on the 4 Train into the Bronx.

2. Run away to Barcelona. Eat milk chocolate magnum bars and drink cheap champagne. Burst into charming fits of laughter whenever you get embarrassed about butchering the Catalan language. Wear denim cutoffs, Dr. Pepper chapstick, and very little else. Go dancing at 3 a.m. Whiten your teeth. Tan your shoulders. Braid feathers into your hair. Perpetually wake up with sand caught in the thin cotton sheets of your tiny bed. Listen to the Rolling Stones and kiss all the longhaired boys you can get your hands on without ever having to apologize.

3. Run away to Los Angeles. Sublet a studio in Venice three blocks from the beach. Listen to top 40 radio. Go to Chateau Marmont and charge drinks you can’t afford to a long-dormant credit card. Sleep with a television actor who lives in the valley. Sleep with a musician who lives in Bel Air. Break things off with both of them when gas prices begin to rise. Find Gilda Radner’s star on the Walk Of Fame and swallow a sob when you see the filthy cement around her name is cracked. Walk through the Venice Canals until the sun sets and you forget your own name. Call your mother crying from the parking lot of a 24-hour Ralph’s supermarket. Tell her you want to come home.

4. Run away to Paris. Gaze at the pink and pistachio glow of macarons in the window on Boulevard Saint-Germain. Listen to Joni Mitchell. Meet an Argentinean man in the Latin Quarter for drinks. Melt into his accent and kiss him goodnight, but return to your apartment alone because his face doesn’t look enough like the man’s you are trying to forget. Get lost in the Richelieu Wing of the Louvre, admiring Napoleon’s fine red damask. Walk alone along the Seine in an old dress, ten-dollar shoes, and an Hermes scarf. Fumble with the locks on the fence overlooking the river. They all have lovers’ names etched into them and the girl who left the red heart-shaped lock has the same name as you.

5. Run away to Martha’s Vineyard. Write heartbroken stories during the day in front of a large fan that blows curls of humid hair across your tired face. Take a waitress job at The Black Dog at night and try hard not to drop too many trays. Learn to ride a moped. Pretend you’re a Kennedy. Listen to Carly Simon. Eat hand-churned ice cream out of waffle cones. Visit the flying horses and consider how many girls just like you have sat on the same horse clutching for the same brass ring. Get stoned and dance barefoot down the length of the eroded Jaws beach. Date a Red Sox fan. Yell at each other during baseball games, and then kiss and make up between tangled sheets.

Reading old messages or emails that I wrote always makes me feel this way. Funny how it seems like a different person.

Reading old messages or emails that I wrote always makes me feel this way. Funny how it seems like a different person.

thedailywhat:

Fox News Call Out Paul Ryan of the Day: Paul Ryan’s Wednesday night speech was a much-needed shot of adrenaline for an otherwise sleepy GOP convention, despite the fact that his remarks were chock-full of “brazen lies.” But for Fox News to acknowledge Ryan’s inaccuracies — wow. Sally Kohn’s piece, “Paul Ryan’s speech in 3 words,” calls the candidate’s remarks “dazzling,” but also “deceiving,” and “distracting”:
To anyone paying the slightest bit of attention to facts, Ryan’s speech was an apparent attempt to set the world record for the greatest number of blatant lies and misrepresentations slipped into a single political speech.
Read the whole thing here. 

thedailywhat:

Fox News Call Out Paul Ryan of the Day: Paul Ryan’s Wednesday night speech was a much-needed shot of adrenaline for an otherwise sleepy GOP convention, despite the fact that his remarks were chock-full of “brazen lies.” 

But for Fox News to acknowledge Ryan’s inaccuracies — wow. 

Sally Kohn’s piece, “Paul Ryan’s speech in 3 words,” calls the candidate’s remarks “dazzling,” but also “deceiving,” and “distracting”:

To anyone paying the slightest bit of attention to facts, Ryan’s speech was an apparent attempt to set the world record for the greatest number of blatant lies and misrepresentations slipped into a single political speech.

Read the whole thing here. 

Within our lifetimes, we’ve marveled as biologists have managed to look at ever smaller and smaller things. And astronomers have looked further and further into the dark night sky, back in time and out in space. But maybe the most mysterious of all is neither the small nor the large: it’s us, up close. Could we even recognize ourselves, and if we did, would we know ourselves? What would we say to ourselves? What would we learn from ourselves? What would we really like to see if we could stand outside ourselves and look at us?

This song makes me weak. Open to possibilities I tend to dismiss.

Remember These Things #2

"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all, those who live without love."

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Remember These Things #1

"Your life is now. Your life is not going to start when you graduate college. Your life is not going to start when you get married. Your life is now. You have to enjoy your life today…otherwise you’re going to be miserable."

- Finding the Open Road: A Guide to Self-Construction Rather than Mass Production

A silence with an unattractive person implies they are the boring one. A silence with an attractive one immediately renders it certain you are the tedious party.

On Love by Alain de Botton
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A weekend in Michigan.
Photo courtesy of the talented Greg Hollander.

A weekend in Michigan.

Photo courtesy of the talented Greg Hollander.

One of these days when I live in a real place and not just a 50+ year old college apartment, I want to do this.
How to Make a String Tree Wall Mural

One of these days when I live in a real place and not just a 50+ year old college apartment, I want to do this.

How to Make a String Tree Wall Mural

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Internet Vices by Patrick Moberg