July 30, 2014

Anonymous said: Is happiness a momentary phase part of ones childhood that slowly drifts off as you get older?

Happiness is a renewable resource. But the preconditions for its procurement become progressively harder to satisfy as you age. Such is the price you pay for developing a complex inner life. 

July 30, 2014
"Puppy" by George Saunders

http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2007/05/28/puppy-2

Holy shit George, you merciless brilliant bastard. My fucking heart.

July 24, 2014
"You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be."

On the day that he died Spencer Holligan once again thought of Virginia Woolf. He knew nothing of voices and auditory hallucinations, but he knew something of the certainty in the indomitable perpetuity of this sort of affliction, and when his mind traveled over that great expanse of time to commune with her his heart briefly swooned, soothed by the presence of a fellow citizen of the great nation of tragedy and exhaustion. The feeling of kinship took him in with its proprioceptive warmth, and with a quiet joy he stepped off of le Viaduc de Millau into the welcoming air.  

July 11, 2014
Updates

Leaving the Bay Area behind.

Spending the summer in the Netherlands.

See you in August New York. 

May 15, 2014
You Sit, And You

I know you would have me sit and bleed, and I’d gladly give my one remaining pint, but I am scared of leaving you alone and the last of what remains in me reeks of shame. 

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