Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Sometimes... all you need is a good dinner with pretentious art people who are unabashed about success and wealth, Toqueville's Democracy in America, a big cup of coffee, and sitting at the grille listening to your debate partner (with his shoelaces untied) play the sitar, guitar, and sing Leonard Cohen songs, and then a nice hot shower... today got pulled out of the gutter sometime around 4pm, which is all in all, a very good thing.
posted by lmjasinski at 11:12 PM