I just ate two thirds of a sleeve of Do-si-dos and genuinely feel as though I’ve exhibited self control.
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.
Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives…and to the “good life,” whatever it is and wherever it happens to be.
The wind changed the first day that you came through
James Vincent McMorrow // And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop
I haven’t stopped listening to this song since his stunning synagogue performance in DC last week. THIS GUY.
Our goal should be to live life in radical amazement…get up in the morning and look at the world in a way that takes nothing for granted. Everything is phenomenal; everything is incredible; never treat life casually. To be spiritual is to be amazed.
People have spent money on a ticket, and maybe that money is the equivalent of them spending a day of their life at their job, or half a day. Money is absolutely time…I feel, now, that it would be disrespectful to work out the kinks on the people who spent a day of their life making the money to buy the ticket to come and have an experience.
There’s a room inside my heart that no one ever goes / It’s been boarded up and locked for years, and everything is gone / Then you come along and cut yourself a key / Swept the floors and opened all the windows, said “Baby, let it breathe
Water Liars // Let It Breathe