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photo by Henry Horenstein
where the weak grow strong and the strong grow great
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there’s a fine line between complacency and just feeling good about...
there’s a fine line between complacency and just feeling good about where you are and what you’re doing. knowing there’s more places to be, better places to be, even, but where you are isn’t so bad. it’s being on the right side of that line that keeps you both hungry and healthy, aware that if you…
handsewn North Carolinian company flag, circa 1861
(Source: returnofcowboyprince, via in-north-carolina)
“He learned that the world is all of one piece. He learned that the world is like an enormous spiderweb an if you touch it however lightly, at any point, the vibration ripples the remotes perimeter and the drowsy spider feels the tingle and is drowsy no more but springs out to fling the gossamer coils about you who have touched the webs and then inject the black, numbing poison under your hide. It does not matter whether or not you meant to brush the web of things. Your happy foot or your gay wing may have brushed it ever so lightly, but what happens always happens and there is the spider, bearded black and with his great faceted eyes glittering like mirrors in the sun, or like God’s eye, and the fangs dripping.”
— Robert Penn Warren
I’m all moved into my first house. And have been to three grocery stores in the past 18 hours. Trader Joe’s. Growing up. Puppies at Weaver St. Market. Summer.
You know, I really really like Girls on HBO and I am generally a pretty race-aware/politically-correct person and I have no issue with the lack of portrayal of people of color on the show. Honestly, if Lena Dunham, who recently said in an interview with NPR that she writes from a half-WASP, half-Jewish perspective (like me!), tried to incorporate a black or Hispanic character it would probably be overly stereotypical and not as nuanced as a character. That would cause a whole other barrage of criticism.
Things I like about summer
- HBO On Demand
- taking my dog for a walk
- watching three-year-olds play Y soccer in the park
- my cat
- pasta
- scampering up a rock formation and pretending to be Pocahontas
- Cinco de Mayo
- visiting Boone
- chocolate covered almonds
- being able to watch non-pirated episodes of Girls
- eating a pimento angus cheeseburger with a side of white cheddar macaroni and cheese
- knowing absolutely for sure that I picked the right school because I (embarrassingly) already miss it
Today’s weather reminds me of this summer in Kenya. And here I am pondering the same things I was then.
