—YOU SEND ME. HONESTLY YOU DO.
…“I wish I could show
you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being.”― Hafiz of Shiraz
…Probably is probably
one of the least reliable words in the English language.
…Pulsing is an
interesting word. I kind of love it.
…Dear Insomnia, I know
you’re just trying to make me more productive, but thanks anyway. Lately, it’s just me, the chair, and a blank
screen at 3:30.
…Our futures float by
without us in them and all I can do is make up another story.
…I sure wrote a lot of
sad stuff yesterday. I know how much
that surprises you.
…How was your Thursday
night? Lots of laughter? Hope so.
…I don’t think most
annoying people are aware that they’re annoying, and usually that only makes
them more annoying.
…I sweat, I sweat, and
therefore I am.
…I have a framed check
for $40 from a story that took second place in a contest way back in 1993. I never cashed the check, of course. I often forget it’s there, but once in a
while, like just now, I notice it and there’s a little surge of warmth that
runs through me.
…I’m one of the few
people who are not a Beatles fan, but, “All you need is love”—yeah, I think so.
…No, really, you’re the
masterpiece.
…Compare, contrast,
repeat. Never a good idea.
…Isn’t it weird to
think you could die at any second for some bizarre reason? I know that sounds awful, but if you think about
it objectively, outside of yourself, isn’t it really bizarre, life snatched
away for no reason?
…It’s kind of amazing
the different ways I can torture myself.
I mean, who does that?
…Even if you believed
in nothing, you found yourself shouting Amen whenever you heard Aretha sing.
…She’s gone, but she’d
not dead.
…This movie has to have
a happy ending, but the big question is how?
…Good grief. On my eight-mile run this morning I had this
stuck in my head the whole time:
…To make matters worse,
I found this:
https://www.seattlepi.com/business/article/John-Whitacre-former-Nordstrom-CEO-was-a-team-1101449.php
……I wonder what it
would be like to wake up thinking, This could be the best day of my life. I suppose lots of people do that.
…There’s nothing better
than having a baby stare at you in wonder with a grin.
…Dear Sprinkler, I can’t
tell if I’m crying or if that’s you.
…If it matters to you,
then it’s important. If it doesn’t, then
it isn’t.
…I spent my life arguing
how I mattered until I didn’t.
…Dead is the safest I’ve
ever been. I’ve never felt so alive.
…You could call
me. We could talk. That’d be nice.
…Somehow, I still have
more to say, even though I’m typically the listener in the bunch.
No comments:
Post a Comment