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10.11.2010

i suppose i could write about...


how i've never worked so hard at so many different things as i did this last week.

and how i then proceeded to sleep through the weekend.

or how a new job as me wearing heels for the first time in three, four years, maybe? (my feet are aching).

how my parents brought me a twelve day supply (exactly one case) of pellegrino yesterday.

and how after exactly one brunch in my tiny little corner of northern manhattan with my mother, father, grandfather and a plate of huevos rancheros i am left me feeling unbelievably homesick.

how my living room is now filled with my grandmother's furniture. dark wood. pieces that look just like the stuff i grew up with. a living history in a new location.

or how i slept on a friend's couch last night so i could make it to the early physique class at spring street.

how i've been thinking a lot about love lately. or like. or attraction. and i keep coming back to the wise words of paulo coelho: one is loved because one is loved. no reason is needed for loving. because isn't it funny how what makes one person attractive is simultaneously a turn-off on someone else? thank god love can't ever really be defined. if it could, it probably wouldn't be worth it.

so i could write about all these things.

but i haven't the time.

life's moving so quickly. and i must stick my mahi burger in the oven and answer some emails and put on some heels because i surely don't wanna be late to work.


16 comments:

Autumn Lynn said...

Life never seems to slow down, huh? I think that is part of the beauty that if things are going well...you can enjoy it even if quickly. If things are going poorly...it will go quickly too.

Cas said...

Don't you just love inheriting things from family?!
I sleep on a grandmother's brass bed.
Pull out fleece socks from a great grandmother's chest of drawers.
Set my glass of tea on a side table a grandmother picked up in Morocco.
And wrap up in another great grandmother's velvet coat when the days grow cold.
Memories surround me.

I hope your grandmother's furniture makes you feel closer to home.

http://wellhellotherelover.blogspot.com

Camilla Leila said...

what job is this that has you wearing heels? my goodness, that is seriously hard work.

i love that quote by the way.
it kind of says everything.

Katie said...

you make me happy:)

Micaela said...

oh how i long for the day i can wear heels to a JOB again.

soon i hope you can divulge where it is you are off to and coming home from at two in the morning ;) i am very happy for you though! and being busy is sometimes a sign of good things...

attraction? talks of attraction is also a sign of good things... or at least good things to come. ;)

how lovely to have a living history in your living room that is so sentimental. i love it! and i hope you also share pictures of that soon. man oh man, don't i sound nosy?

i'm about to take dinner out of the oven... for me this is cooking and i'm so thankful for a day off after such a long work week.

thinking of you sweet friend xo

The Many Colours of Happiness said...

It sounds like things are very busy and very wonderful for you!! Congrats! I love how you write, it's so lovely to read :) xoxo

Meg said...

A perfectly worded post! Thank you for the sneak peek into your adorable world!

christine said...

What a great sneak peek!

I have some of my grandmother's furniture as well. It's a wonderful thing to be surrounded by well loved pieces from family. It's almost as good as being home some days.

jkim said...

i simply want to thank you for the beautiful quote reminder. :)

Ross & Amanda Goodman- but mostly Amanda :) said...

"thank god love can't ever really be defined. if it could, it probably wouldn't be worth it."

I declare this lovely Megism will go down in history in one way or another. I love it.

Taylor Yves said...

what a true quote about love, my dear. thanks for sharing.

liso. said...

love.

Jacob C. said...

great post--
sorry for my commenting absence... school/hard college classes have me up late studying to keep my 4.0!! I've missed ya!

Anna said...

If love was definable it would make things so much easier.

I hope you're feeling more rested.

meg said...

I love this quote about love, it explains everything.

Jennifer M. said...

I like that love can't be defined either. Sometimes I try to figure love out - what makes one person more attractive than another person, for example. And then I realize it doesn't matter; we're loved because we're loved, not because we're any prettier, smarter, or cooler than someone else. And that truth is comforting when I consider all my imperfections.