There are always boxes
put away in the cellar,
worn shoes and cherished pictures,
notes you find later,
sheet music you can’t play.” —Dancing (excerpt) by Margaret Atwood (via melancholynotes)
Yes—something I have to remember.
my so pretty what? …
Harold Bloom (via libraryland)
Oh I so disagree… It trancends all communication and goes straight to the very soul. It does something that talking could never do—if it’s done well, that is.
“She has become an expert at confusing what is with what was with what should be with what could be.”
- Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
I forgot my meds in FL.
Apparently they help ward off feeling of intense lonliness and dreams of past lovers. Also lightheadedness.