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.

 
I've earned the right to enjoy my drunkeness... still don't know how I made it home, some two hours ago... but I survived my 10hr shift and then beers with Katie at our place. Don't want to get up and be responsible for our work meeting tomorrow. I want to lay low, be lazy, and wear pants without a restrictive waist band. Exhaustion bites at me, boy, I just want to go to bed forever.
posted by lmjasinski at 12:48 AM