I think I'll always have the mindset that my dreams will ever be unfulfilled.
There is a lot of life, but the imagination has no idea of what is realistic.
These feelings war inside of me. The desire to believe that anything is possible, and the side of me that thinks in figures and logic.
Anything is possible, yes, but I'd be a fool to believe that I'm important enough in the scheme of things to make a difference.
Shut up, brains.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Why I love Dan.
Dan: Well, well, if it isn't my favorite anthropologist AND my favorite Emma!
Me: Two in one!
Dan: What a bargain!
Me: That comes dangerously close to calling me cheap, sir.
Dan: My darling, a man could only ever hope to eventually afford the notice of one such as you after a life spent in thrift and economy. That I could find both such paragons in but one location is surely the result of some providence I scarce understand, let alone deserve.
Me: My ego is soothed. You are marvelous!
Dan: My pleasure.
Me: Two in one!
Dan: What a bargain!
Me: That comes dangerously close to calling me cheap, sir.
Dan: My darling, a man could only ever hope to eventually afford the notice of one such as you after a life spent in thrift and economy. That I could find both such paragons in but one location is surely the result of some providence I scarce understand, let alone deserve.
Me: My ego is soothed. You are marvelous!
Dan: My pleasure.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Hatchlings? Broodlings?
My ratio of bizarre bird-related incidents per day has radically increased, and at the same time has reminded me of the cycle of life. No singing Saharan mammals required!
Yesterday night I was innocently scanning the internet for some music I'd recently been introduced to and was startled by a loud thumping from the window about three 3 feet from my face. I glance out the window in time to see a Ringneck Dove twitch its legs from its back.
I scurry outside to find its eyes closed, head tilted towards the ground and a drop of blood fall to the ground from its beak.
Not a fun sight.
HOWEVER! Life came full circle within 24 hours when I was sitting outside that very window. Drinking a shandy with book in hand, I look up to see a nest tucked into the roof with 3 baby robins chirruping away. I must have stayed there, struggling to remain still, for 20 minutes while I watched Papa Robin fly to and fro, bringing bits of worm to his loud, hungry hatchlings.
I'm just glad I was able to see that. Good day, all in all.
Yesterday night I was innocently scanning the internet for some music I'd recently been introduced to and was startled by a loud thumping from the window about three 3 feet from my face. I glance out the window in time to see a Ringneck Dove twitch its legs from its back.
I scurry outside to find its eyes closed, head tilted towards the ground and a drop of blood fall to the ground from its beak.
Not a fun sight.
HOWEVER! Life came full circle within 24 hours when I was sitting outside that very window. Drinking a shandy with book in hand, I look up to see a nest tucked into the roof with 3 baby robins chirruping away. I must have stayed there, struggling to remain still, for 20 minutes while I watched Papa Robin fly to and fro, bringing bits of worm to his loud, hungry hatchlings.
I'm just glad I was able to see that. Good day, all in all.
Letters to Strangers?!
Quick! While I'm in typing distance of the internet I must post more small updates!
I think I'm going to start a new project today.
It'll be called [Letters to Strangers], and I'm very excited for it.
More news at 11. Or as inspiration strikes!
I think I'm going to start a new project today.
It'll be called [Letters to Strangers], and I'm very excited for it.
More news at 11. Or as inspiration strikes!
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