One Halloween my sister stayed home to pass out candy and she told each kid they could take one piece and leave or sing and dance and take a handful. So some did things like twinkle twinkle little star and one or two did a weird little jig thing
and then this one kid went through the entire Bohemian Rhapsody, word-perfect and she just tipped the entire bowl of candy into his bag and locked the door.
Faith in humanity restored.
I don’t know if I could ever tell you how easily I sleep after you call to tuck me in.
But I bet you already know.
I find it positively incredible how much a person can change you.
A year and a half ago I was a very different person. Different vocabulary, different habits, different friends, different sleep patterns and hobbies.
All because of one single ordinary person.
Who needs wisdom teeth anyway?
I’m getting my wisdom teeth cut out next week.
Expect at least one miserable chipmunk face.
I wish I could sleep for forty years.
Maybe after finals are over.
Yeah. I like that plan.
And I’m done with your attractively colored nonsense.
There’s this thing called Life but I found that it’s really just a big, ugly, messy knot of things good and bad. The further you get into it, the deep you dive, and the more you think you’ve figured it out, the messier and less comprehensible it gets. It’s like you think you understand where you’re headed, where you want to go, for a split second before you’ve lost it all again and nothing makes sense.
I’m knotted up with no direction. How can I follow my strand through Life’s tapestry? I need help… From the only One who knows how everything is woven together.
Siri Hustvedt, What I Loved (via arreter)