Tuesday, May 18, 2010


I want to eat with my hands, and be nude, and stand still while the rest of the world spins and spins around me. I want to feel the earth, every corner of it. I want to see the way that leaf falls, or that boundary changes, or how the pattern that water makes is one of the most beautiful chaotic messes ever created. I want to enjoy, and appreciate the movements of bodies, my own and those of others. I want to lay under the sun, or rain, or clouds- and soak in all the things that people can't enjoy because they're too busy earning a living to pay for mounds of unnecessary garbage and a week of false solitude and relaxation. I want to feel intrigued forever.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Dill Swing

Sometimes life feels like this:

I was thinking today, just how much I love life. The sun overhead, on the back of a motorcycle, not a single encumbrance weighing on my conscience. I love my friends, I love the Summer, I love the vibrant busy-ness of my schedule, I love thinking about the future. I need to embrace and ingrain in myself this current sense of invulnerability to unhappiness or negative forces.

Our lives are never plateaus of emotion or experience, but when we are at either end of the happiness spectrum, we tend to forget this. Our current state bleeds into our entire memory of how the past was and how the future may be.

Everything, every activity, seems like an adventure to me right now; exploration and discovery are the essence of my thoughts and actions and ideas.

I must remember this feeling.