Late night blog times!!! YAY! It's so exciting for me to have ramble blabber mouth via typos and squinty eyes!! (by that I mean sleepy eyes. not asian ones.)
A couple of things to talk about.
First off, Happiness:
To be ridiculous I could say that I love to be happy (because I know all the rest of you despise it). But to be more coherent and less ri-cock-ulous I will say this: being out with friends, laughing and joking around and talking, actually talking, I feel more like myself. I feel like I'm remembering who I am and coming into my own and being the person I think I am. And that I'm grateful for that.
The upside to be a constantly pessimistic and oft times depressed whine-azoid, is that when I'm happy and truly happy, I know it, I let it run through every part of me. It's like stretching and blossoming, and I don't take it for granted for one second. I'm there and I'm present and I love life and I love my friends and I love myself.
and that's just great.
Second, Tattooooos:
In a flurry of online-ness, late night sleepy face searching, and perhaps a blur of strange deciscion making, I've decided that I need to get the tattoos I've been wanting for awhile asap. I think I want 3... And I'm just SO excited.
Here's the thing. there are a handful of writers that I think to first when I consider favorites. My favorites are my favorites because in some way or other I feel like reading them has utterly and undeniably changed my life. It sounds cheesy but I'm completely sincere. There have been times when the things I have been reading have ignited and inspired me, have helped me grow and walked along the same path as me, have pulled me through and saved me. So it's really important to me, picking which small tidbit, which meager bite of the literary sydney pie, I pick.
Here are the main life changers for me, I think: Gabriel Garcia marquez, pablo neruda, kurt vonnegut (an extreme favorite and incredibly loved but I'm debating whether or not he was a life changed or just an interest and hobby), Anais nin, and Isabel Allende.
I've already practically decided on a pablo neruda quote, "In secret, between the shadow and the soul" with a possible extended version of, "I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, / In secret, between the shadow and the soul."
there is the possible K.V. quote, "Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt." Which I like.
And I don't know if there are any good isabel allende quotes or if I'll ever be able to pick just one g.g.m. one.
Oh the choices, oh the permanence.
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