so today we were playing a “two truths & one lie” game, taking turns, and another tutor comes and sits in the circle and after a little while she’s like “can I go now?” and I’m like “umm well it’s not like I’m holding you here against your will” but turns out she wanted to have a go at the game, not leave.
I have a GAP between my lips from CIGARETTE SMOKING.
I just went through the photos from Europe and this one is from one of the happiest nights we had there. It was in cornwall and we wandered up a mountain to watch the sunset over the water.
Writing down your thoughts is both necessary and harmful. It leads to eccentricity, narcissism, preserves what should be let go. On the other hand, these notes intensify the inner life, which, left unexpressed, slips through your fingers. If only I could find a better kind of journal, humbler, one that would preserve the same thoughts, the same flesh of life, which is worth saving.
—Anna Kamieńska, In That Great River: A Notebook
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I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read on the train.
—~ Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900), The Importance of Being Earnest ~
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Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.
—Rainer Maria Rilke
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The sea was so nice today it’s unreal