Vintage Light Bulbs 11/21/13
These over the dining table
“My parents are holding hands in the car on the way home and it’s beautiful.
They don’t always get along, but it’s eleven o’clock on a grey August Sunday and my father turned fifty today.
And I think my mother understands tonight that he is coming to the realization that he is closer to sixty…
Sometimes when I say “I’m okay”, what I really want is for someone to hold my hand, look me in the eyes and say “I know that you’re not okay, here is $1000.00”.
So the poet whose hunger is simply to speak—tell truths, right wrongs—what need has he for the lipogram, for colors of rhetoric, antilibrations of phrase on phrase? —
John Gardner, Jason and Medeia, 1973
(Source: cineraria, via blue-nocturne)
A few things I’m writing on:
Gratitude - being more appreciative of what I have
Using my phone less around people, esp at mealtime unless doing something important and time-sensitive
Not letting people affect my mood or let their bad mood rub off on me and to smile more/ stress less - this one’s hard, nees to stop reacting
Letting things go as opposed to being right and/or having the last say - some things just aren’t worth fighting about it. I’d rather be the bigger person and shrug it off than to drag things out even if I think I’m right
(Source: witchfinders, via lacalidaddevida)