The fact that I can go about my day without worry shows that I am not doing enough for the world.
Say Goodbye - Norah Jones
I was so busy that I had 7.5 hours of sleep in 4 days.
I’m… Sorry.
But here’s a poem excerpt:
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines,
How silently! Around thee and above
Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black,
An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it,
As with a wedge! But when I look again,
It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,
Thy habitation from eternity!
Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears,
Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake
Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake!
Hymn before Sun-Rise, in the Vale of Chamouni, Coleridge, 1802
One day I’m going to dress up as a giant mucus ball monster and destroy the streets of Gotham to the music of Party Rock Anthem.
Imagination is like a little garden of plants that you water everyday. It’s so nice to see them grow and intertwine.
