There is comfort in a mess and a feeling of stability within inconsistency. I would rather be taking naps in airports than have a key to my own front door. Going isn’t always running away from something as much as it is running to something that you just haven’t discovered yet.
February 1, 2012
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January 31, 2012
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January 30, 2012
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January 30, 2012
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January 29, 2012
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“ Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. ”
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January 29, 2012
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January 28, 2012
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“ It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a place for people without ambition, I mean a better place than the one usually reserved. How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 6:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so? ”
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January 27, 2012
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