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hello how did u survive the holiday season. do you have a new years resolution?

barely, gratefully, with little grace, making many a mess and mistake, with not enough cuddles, too little sunshine and too much snow. haha. who is this? i have daily resolutions, i don’t believe in new years resolutions. some examples on my current to do list: cover my nails in newspaper, do laundry, make more lists, write, learn how to cross one eye, learn how to make sushi, go to the crayola factory, touch the ocean from a new coast, be good to myself, avoid mirrors, avoid bullshit, hold more hands, be more sincere, be less obnoxious, paper mache. i lack focus, haha. i want so much.

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What’s your favorite city?

my favorite city is philadelphia, although i have little to nothing to compare it too. miami i saw mostly out of a hotel window and from the seat of a bus, new york was too much too fast, and those are the only other cities i can recollect. but i can feel philly’s heartbeat when i walk it’s sidewalks.

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Do you think “there is but one truly serious philosophical problem and that is suicide?” If not, please to be explainink.

i think that is an incredibly extreme point of view, and that that question is no more or less important than the questions that lead up to it, or follow it, or make it up, if that makes sense. i have trouble understanding the perimeters of the word ‘problem.’ i need more precise language to answer accurately. is life worth living. hmmm. i’ll have to come back to this.

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When you’re the passenger in a car, and you’re looking out the window and zoning out, do you ever picture yourself running besides the car? Lots of artsy people do that, haha. So I was curious.

no, hahahaha. i don’t. although i probably will now the ideas in my head, haha.
i do, however, imagine the lives of the folks in the car beside me. if they have kids, how they like their coffee, where they are heading. i also rearrange letters of signs to spell other words and create anagrams out of license plates. and i feel really still when i realize at red lights that i will probably never be in one space with all these people ever again in my life. and sometimes i smile with all my teeth at strangers and wave at babies and do the ‘hooonk’ hand pump and test the aerodynamics of different hand formations in the wind of my rolled down window. but no, not that. and thanks the compliment you nestled in there; i don’t consider myself real artsy but appreciate that you do.

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