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we must try to find some small joy in this life because it is actually all we have
Planet Earth II: Episode 05 - Grasslands
I THINK LOVE IS SOMETHING / THAT HAPPENS TO OTHER PEOPLE - Michael Gray Bulla
it just is what it is

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stop. analyse that text through the lens of its author's intentions and original historical context. okay now take the author out back and kill them dead and analyse that text as though it were published by your mutual yesterday and is in direct conversation with the contemporary discourse that's most relevant to your life. okay now pick your favorite angle of interpretation and come up with the strongest possible argument against it. now imagine that the text is your best friend and that it means you well and that you naturally give it every benefit of the doubt because you're on its side and you want the best for it. now imagine that the text wants you dead and it'll eat you if you don't eat it first. now pretend that you found this text locked away in a cave with no evidence of when or where it came from and you have to divine its meaning solely through its internal coherence and nothing else. okay now address the elephant in the room aspect of the text you've been ignoring because you find it boring or confusing or uncomfortable and become the number one expert on it. now spend forty minutes assigning all the characters dnd classes with at least three sentences of reasoning each. okay now do the cha cha slide.
March evening facing west, J-Six Ranch, Cochise County, Arizona.
"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but will never break." — Chinese Proverb
There’s something between us [...] a sort of pull. Something you always do to me and I to you—
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, from 'Presumption'
I am stretched like a bow with your pull.
— Rumi, The Forbidden Rumi: The Suppressed Poems of Rumi on Love, Heresy, and Intoxication; from ‘Give Up Yourself’, tr. Will Johnson and Nevit Ergin
Something of you still taut / still tugs still pulls, / a rope that trembled / hummed between us.
— Sandra Cisneros, Loose Woman; from 'Vino Tinto'
I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you—especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame.
— Charlotte Brontë, from ‘Jane Eyre’
There was a silence between them, and a strange tension of hostility. They always kept a gap, a distance between them, they wanted always to be free each of the other. Yet there was a curious heart-straining towards each other.
— D. H. Lawrence, from 'Women in Love'
I could feel the inevitable magnetic polar forces in us, and the tidal blood beat loud, Loud, roaring in my ears, slowing and rhythmic.
— Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath’ — 15th May 1952
The tides inside your heart still pull me towards you.
— Richard Jackson, from 'After All This', published in 'Salt Hill 22'
By then I was used to silence. / Though something stretched between us / like a whisper, like a rope:
— Margaret Atwood, Interlunar; from ‘Orpheus (1)’
— what still deepens pulls us back together.
— Caitríona O’Reilly, The Nowhere Birds; from ‘Possession’
We're connected by a thread / If we're ever far apart / I'll still feel the pull of you
— The National, from ‘The Pull of You’
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everyone thinks im gay and stupid and old for telling them to listen to bruce springsteen but here's the thing. Nebraska is one of the best albums ever.
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a big part of being happy is being excited. be excited for everything - making a cup of tea, decorating your future apartment, seeing a friend again, falling in love unexpectedly, the next episode of a show you like, finishing something stressful, buying something you’ve been saving up for, a new album, sunsets, traveling, road trips, and the feeling of going to bed after a long day. think of something to be excited about and daydream about it often when you’re sad.
Oh boy I sure hope my good friend Jonathan Harker has a much better time on his business trip this year than he did last year.

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“I thought she was sleeping until I heard her call out from across the room, “Will you bring me a glass of water?” I did. Then in her always-sleepy tone and drawl she said, “Do you remember when you were a little girl and you would ask your mama to bring you a glass of water?” Yeah. “You know how half the time you weren’t even thirsty. You just wanted that hand that was attached to that glass that was attached to that person you just wanted to stay there until you fell asleep.” She took the glass of water that I brought her and just sat it down full on the table next to her. Wow, I thought. What am I gonna do with love like this.”
— One Night from Dito Montiel’s A Guide To Recognizing Your Saints
i've survived far worse. i've also died to far less though so who knows