i've been thinking a lot about what i might call this period of my life when i look back on it in twenty years.
(because this is the kind of thing one must think about. {obviously}.)
and i have decided, after much consideration, that it shall be called:
the period in which i learn to blow air through my lips in all directions and manners of fashion as an attempt to keep myself calm.
(and find that alone to be completely insufficient. {obviously}.)
4 comments:
Just don't hyper-ventilate okay. You will be okay.
Oh, and if I read Rockstar Diaries correctly, you're in DC enjoying a bit of fun in my new hometown. Hope you have lots of fun and get lots of love from your friends.
not till monday! tomorrow (sunday) i'm moving!
hahaha! I do this too- to relieve stress-induced heartburn (yes, I'm 21 and have stress induced heartburn), and many other things. I always hope I will look back on this time in my life and laugh and say "well, I learned a lot" :)
hi. i just came across your blog through taza's. your words are beautiful to me. sounds like you are living the same life i am living right now, what with the blowing air to keep yourself calm. :) this poem helps me remember that a beautiful life isn't necessarily a lucky or successful or happy or contented one: it's called 'ithaca' by constantine p cavafy. best of luck in your beautiful voyage.
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