January 2010
8 posts
“Life isn’t how you survive the storm, but how you dance in the rain.”
this is where i want to be.
ahhh tulum, i can still smell the salty air, and feel the warm, calming humidity crawling on my skin. I can’t wait. 61 days needs to hurry up! the most beautiful place on earth. no joke.
existentialism
so i have never really been into psychology, i’ve never really been one to think deeply about other people thinking, but this caught my attention.
the individual solely has the responsibilities of giving one’s own life meaning and living that life passionately and sincerely in spite of many existential obstacles and distractions including despair, angst, absurdity, alienation, and...
“A face who toils so close to stones is already stone itself!”
– Albert Camus
such a rainy rainy day
the rain is falling in los angeles. The wind sweeps around me, picking up my hair and whipping it around my face. the sounds of the wind is beautiful. The sky has an ominous look of a storm. its supposed to last for days. i can’t wait. something about weather seems dangerous and new to me. the air, heavy with moisture, the ground slightly wet, the trees rustling in the wind. beauty. streets...
“Forever is a long long time when you’ve lost your way…”
– Phoenix
