10.10.21




10.10.21
“I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being.” ― Hafiz of Shiraz
I ran faster, I stretched my arms farther, I tied myself to the mast of my ship and finished my linguistics assignment. My new plant Sylvia is settling into her home. My clothes smell like a bonfire and my eyes are tired. I hope you know, wherever you exist within the Void, that there’s always more. Happy Thanksgiving.
“But I can take it if I know you’re out there, surviving, getting through it. This won’t be forever. There’s a future. There really is. We’ll find a way.” —Patrick Ness
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12.10.21
“My head is bloody, but unbowed.” —William Ernest Henley
As a disclaimer, I am still further behind in my schoolwork than I should be, but if I fail I will know I gave it my all. I finished nearly a week’s worth of classwork for linguistics, studied for the LSAT, and took care of my mental health. And for the grand finale…
“Gentlemen, as of this moment, I am that second mouse.” —Catch Me If You Can
I received an awesome scholarship for maintaining a high average in my classes last year. Emotional displays are not within my repertoire of skills, but I assure you I am feeling many emotions.
“My boy’s wicked smart.” —Good Will Hunting
Listening to:
everything sucks—vaultboy
Yeah, I’ll romanticize school…I’ll get a coffee before class, wear doc martens that hurt my feet, sit in a library for hours and watch the rain fall against the windows, buy overpriced pastries, take notes with too many pens and markers, listen to music on my headphones and pretend I’m the most important person on the bus, dress in nice clothing while everyone else wears sweats. Yeah, I’ll romanticize school, cause if i don’t i will hate it and give up
my advice for the youth of today is go to bed at 10pm. literally nothing else matters
I love when I realize that I’m handling a situation better than my old self would have.
There’s a strange kind of joy in being tired. I mean the type of tired where you’ve worked hard all day and been busy and not had a moment until you finally get into bed at the end of the day and your body just relaxes into the bed.
For so long I was tired, but I was tired from the things I was going through, the things I was having to process and deal with that just took every ounce of my being without giving me any peace.
It’s nice to feel joy in tiredness again.