Time quotations I like:
o All my possessions for a moment of time -Elizabeth I
o Time does not change us. It just unfolds us. -Max Frisch
o And these clocks keep on winding/ and completely ignoring/ everything we hate or adore/ Once the page of a calendar's turned it's no more/ so tell me then what was it for? -Bright Eyes
Why are people smiling at me like they know something? Once this morning and again at lunch. It's a kind smile, like when you look at a cute animal you want to adopt. Maybe this generalizes to adopting people too? That'd be good. *lost in thought* Maybe I'm just misinterpreting things in my head. Likely.
I could beat my head against the wall for not saying what I should. But I am trying.
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Yesterday I took a blanket and a good magazine (oxymoron?) to the roof of the campus library. I read for an hour without interruption or human voices or drama... and it was wonderful. Just calm. And alone with the sky and the clouds and the tops of the trees.
Then, discovered I locked myself out on the roof by closing the door completely. Oops. Thanks to Megan for letting me in. Then we talked about how much more likely it is for a boy to lie about interpersonal activities than a girl. Probably not true in all cases, but we agreed it was so in our experiences.
Happy Thursday!
o All my possessions for a moment of time -Elizabeth I
o Time does not change us. It just unfolds us. -Max Frisch
o And these clocks keep on winding/ and completely ignoring/ everything we hate or adore/ Once the page of a calendar's turned it's no more/ so tell me then what was it for? -Bright Eyes
Why are people smiling at me like they know something? Once this morning and again at lunch. It's a kind smile, like when you look at a cute animal you want to adopt. Maybe this generalizes to adopting people too? That'd be good. *lost in thought* Maybe I'm just misinterpreting things in my head. Likely.
I could beat my head against the wall for not saying what I should. But I am trying.
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Yesterday I took a blanket and a good magazine (oxymoron?) to the roof of the campus library. I read for an hour without interruption or human voices or drama... and it was wonderful. Just calm. And alone with the sky and the clouds and the tops of the trees.
Then, discovered I locked myself out on the roof by closing the door completely. Oops. Thanks to Megan for letting me in. Then we talked about how much more likely it is for a boy to lie about interpersonal activities than a girl. Probably not true in all cases, but we agreed it was so in our experiences.
Happy Thursday!
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I may take you up on it, not because of need, but because I'd like to.