coffee and tv

well well

18 August 2014    Reblog    

there’s kind of a lot of rules

17 August 2014    Reblog    

teaching yourself about small bites, increments, one-day-at-a-timeness

11 August 2014    Reblog    

and while earlier i was thinking lots about water and movement now i’m  stuck on different types of paralysis. differences between delightful pockets and cages

11 August 2014    Reblog    

max capacity or even 60% requires so much self-care and energy but imagine fully functioning can you even? i am so lethargic sugar-sedated and fearing what’s next i can’t even mop a floor

11 August 2014    Reblog    
simulism:

Suna no onna (Woman in Dunes) 1964

simulism:

Suna no onna (Woman in Dunes) 1964

To be humbled is something grand

6 August 2014    Reblog    

Feast Days
by Annie Dillard

I remember reading
in my room, just reading,
and shutting the book,
looking up, and missing you, missing you,
and reading the paper again. There’s no freedom in it
or in fear: my heart’s not mine.

plus it is very easy to remain casually interested

i also wonder and worry where is all this going, sugar sheet thought palimpsest imminent depressive type condensation

and something i heard today was: i haven’t spoken your language in a while

2 August 2014    Reblog    

walking home from work earlier and i am wondering about telling people to shut up and how when you tell them to shut up sometimes really you’re the one that wants to shut up, like maybe literally-ish, as in, shut up in a space and be uncontacted, because you’re at some low point where you don’t want to hear whatever, because like sometimes also i am in what i called in a twitter draft a “shut up mood”. but it’s not that every time you want someone to shut up it is really you yourself who should or would shut up, but sometimes.

2 August 2014    Reblog    
calantheandthenightingale:

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”


from The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) by Margery Williams, 1922

calantheandthenightingale:

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”

“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”

“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

from The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) by Margery Williams, 1922