Posts tagged: thoughts
Random thought: Blood to vampires must taste like dark chocolate covered pretzels in liquid form. Mmmmm that salty sweet goodness…
[the result of reading Anne Rice while munching on aforementioned item]
I could get drunk on this feeling of Not-pain. Oh Pain Pills: thou art my hero this blessed hour.
The decisions we make are all guided by the truths we believe in.
Warm toasty beds in wintertime are such loveliness.
When I find myself dreading change and loitering in comfortable familiarity; I just need to remember autumn, and all those pretty colors I would miss out on.
I wish I could take a picture of a song.
I think an art museum is like a kind of portal that transports our minds. For a while, we are taken out of our own bodies and our own world, into the artist’s—van Gogh’s, or Kandinsky’s, or Degas’. We see a world that they saw, along with all the glamour or distortion that their minds might have imagined; and we see it as our reality. And in those few moments, as we try to touch our minds to the artists’—we are happy, angry, puzzled, sad… or just still: quietly drinking in all the colors and emotions of that strange world. We stand quiet and stare, to burn it into memory so we can bring it back with us; ready to be re-lived again when desired, even if only in our minds.
Summer days—licking ice cream from an ice cream cone while strolling down the street. Love :]
Is it better to forget and smile or to remember and be sad?