when an artist wants to show you their art
or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written
it’s quite often an expression of trust
because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart
little pieces of the artists themselves
and if they’re willing to share it with you
you should appreciate it
"It’s well we cannot hear the screams we make in other people’s dreams." -Edward Gorey
As strange as it sounds, I don’t enjoy the act of consuming things into my body. I don’t enjoy drinking or eating, I do it because I have to. I find that when I feel the need to eat, it’s purely out of either the desire to not feel cranky, or to do something that feels self destructive. Why is it so hard to just do something that is good for myself, and to enjoy it? Ironically, I am a waitress, and I’m obviously a glutton for punishment. I have this fantasy that one day I will be able to inject all my daily nourishment and hydration through an IV every day for a few minutes. If we could ever find a way to get rid of the need for sleep as well, I would be very happy for that.
Highlight of my day on 7/22/14: Watching most of season 1 Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Next summer: Europe or bust. Goal 1: passport. goal 2: plane tickets by November. Goal 3: hostels booked by February. Goal 4: never come home? All I know is that I will start in Oslo, Norway- and I must visit Sweden, Ireland, Germany, Croatia, France, Spain, Portugal, then Italy, and then possibly end in Greece or Istanbul. 2 months is what I hope for, and in time for my best friends wedding.