December 2009
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^ One day, I will fall off the face of the earth and land here.
“This is what we do, humans. We tinker, and change, and endlessly imagine a more...”
– Ira Glass ( via Laura Miner ) ( via naufragar )
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In Maine my dad held a video camera unsteadily in his hands as he asked a four-year-old me to recite the introduction to our vacation footage; the prologue to a series of moments stolen in time. After careful thought and consideration I’ve decided that my personal version of hell is sitting on a never-ending bus ride that keeps stopping to pick up passengers. Only, each passenger that gets on is...
Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry “Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!”
( via Thomas Parke D’Invilliers, and the opening sequence to The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald )