May 2010
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I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to...
– from ‘Variations on the Word Sleep’ - Margaret Atwood (via ache)
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Open season
Everything’s so quiet at night. I like it - stars, clearer in winter somehow - the air crisper.
It’s been cold - so cold. I laid down on the floor by my heater in the morning, barely awake, and wondered if wrapping myself in a blanket would be a fire hazard. An island of warmth began to sprout about my tummy where heated air was being absorbed into my jumper and I was grateful for any...
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Hopefully, when you are young you discover something called love, which is...
– from ‘The Waters And The Wild’ — Francesca Lia Block
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Personal Siberia
BRRRR, it’s cold.
I think it’s easy to isolate oneself in the frigid weather - wrap up in a blanket and disappear for a while.
Thank you to CT, Dhanushi, Will for all the lovely conversations, Been for the lovely online moments, and Jonny for calling all the way from Malaysia — I know I was a bit out of it, but I’d stayed up all night rushing something yet again (I do...
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Way back then
Written at 9:19 pm on October 14th, 2005:
“My biggest fear is that some broken things are so fixable, and that everybody is just too stuck in their own little world rotting to see it done. I’ve tried being vulnerable and opening myself up and it’s so lonely, because nobody else even comes out of their shell enough to beat you up. Everybody’s just festering, ...
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Every drop of the ocean lives. To say it teems is insufficient. It is an...
– from ‘Whiskey and Water’ — Elizabeth Bear
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These days must happen to you
I have that feeling I used to get when traveling (always a late flight, or an early one, because they’re the cheapest) when the airport cleaning staff are briskly attending to the things people leave behind and maybe thinking of their children tucked into bed, or the clerk opening the check in counter with a yawn.
If anybody were to ask me what it was, I’d say it would be the thing...
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Do not devour your heart
– Pythagoras
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What I appreciate (6)
Red velvet cupcake and Japanese green tea ice cream
My comfort foods change so much - vegetarian lasagne, anything from Meisha (a tiny Japanese restaurant on Lonsdale), creamy soup of any sort. Recently it’s been red velvet cake from The Cupcake Bakery and Japanese green tea ice cream by a semi-obscure Australian company called Serendipity (Check out their website).
I love the power that...
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Camera orphans →
A home for lost cameras and photographs. :)
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We love life not because we are used to living, but because we are used to...
– from ‘Thus Spoke Zarathustra’ - Frederick Nietzsche
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Some days in May
I. Aspendale
Late morning, stepping off the platform at Aspendale — as you walk down the road you get glimpses of the sea between houses, hear the cry of gulls.
Walking into the cafe in the little shop strip by the station, getting coffee, brushing my fingers the skins of fruit in the grocers next door and picking out one red apple, two mandarins — these have formed my Saturday...