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 am not dead, but I am close... and I have a great story to tell about all of my travel trials and tribulations and partying like a rockstar with rockstars and assorted debaters in Middlebury this weekend. Until then, I am going to go off adrenaline and finish this monster paper due tonight... hoping to survive this last test before a long overdue sleep.
posted by lmjasinski at 10:14 AM