The problem with growing up is you don’t have time to update these things anymore. And simultaniously, you don’t see the people you love everyday (every minute of every day), so updating these things becomes increasingly important. Moral of the story – this is accurate, but not always up to date. Once I finish my midterm of death I plan to be back here (read: after Thursday) so stay tuned.
But a status update: I Love Fall. I love the leaves turning vibrant colors everywhere – no matter where you’re going and how much you don’t want to be there (or even how much you do), there’s something powerful about feeling like the world is on fire around you. On a bad day it feels like one big bird being thrown to the suburbs (Look at me – I’m alive! I’m not boring yet!), and on a good day it’s like the world is burning with the same flame that’s inside me.
things are fine. The leaves are burning and so am I, so everything’s alright.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!” – Jack Kerouac