Lights out

All this light could be so bright that it's blinding you to that tiny light far, far away, which is the place where you would rather be instead of where you are now. Your goal; your purpose.

I’m disgusted!

I was not worth the time required to sit down with me and ask me how I felt; I was not worth the words she'd have to waste to talk to me about my feelings; nothing I did of my own accord - for her, or otherwise - was worth talking about, let alone of praise.

What do I want?

And so as I was sitting there, scrolling pissedly back and forth over the post, wondering whether I should write to the author and tell him to piss off[...].

You can’t be in two places at once

The goal for me cannot be to eliminate all duplicity in the name of pure minimalism and who cares about everything. It is to be conscious of those aspects of myself that I cannot fully expose "in the crowd" while at the same time working towards making it possible.

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