obligatory oscar home pic
obligatory oscar home pic
This year has been the hardest, and most exciting yet.
Next year will be even better.
Tacoma has given me all the happiness, warmth, chills, frustrations, excitements, and underwhelming it can for now.
Tomorrow I leave for 7 months, and will return in January to a house full of new people, probably with a new self and some souvenirs in tow.
I’m not saying it’s time for me to change.
Rather, it’s time for me to make change.
And that change started the moment I turned in my final essay.
Missoula, I come to you for comfort.
Dublin, I come to you for adventure.
And a final haiku:
Every day is
the best fucking day I have
lived through as of yet.
One of my favorite short stories, by Jonathan Safran Foer. I just read it, and I lost everything around me while I did.
Read it, and take a vacation.
MOMMMMM
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mold should not exist in sinks
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Ezra Pound, from “The Garden” (via the-final-sentence)
The Slippery Slope by Lemony Snicket (via prettybooks)
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