This was the worst winter yet. I have felt miserable, out of my mind, hateful and possibly the lowest I've ever felt. I'm pretty sure 2010 has something personal against me and is doing her damnedest to make me give up, but I'm not going to. You may have knocked me down but I'm ready to get back up for more. I've learned that life isn't fair for anyone and you can either sit around and cry about it or say, "Fuck you." and make it work. Sometimes you'll be sad, sometimes you'll be alone, sometimes you'll feel like there's absolutely no point in trying anymore but if you're feeling these things then at least you'll be feeling something. Being a strongly self aware individual can take it's toll mentally but would you rather be a dead-eyed, ignorant little shit who floats through life without any problems never noticing a single goddamned thing around her? I didn't think so. I want to be serene. I want to be comfortable with myself exactly the way I am. I want to maintain my selfless nature without giving all of myself away. There's no starting place or ending place; life is moving around you all the time. You just have to jump in and do it. Sometimes you need to remind yourself of all of the little things that make your world a better place. Here are mine.
-Boba Tea. Yum!
-This picture of Henry Miller and a friend.
-My passport came in! It's a really wonderful feeling to know that you have the ability to go anywhere in the world.
-Used book stores.
-Netflix
-Shopping on Amazon
-Vice Magazine's Dos and Don't
-It's almost Spring and I have strong legs to go run and jump in the woods.
"This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body."
— Walt Whitman
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