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so now i have all these emotions and memories and photos. are they art? does that matter? do i put them on facebook and tag my friends? do i edit and juxtapose and put them to paper? is this past year a zine? is this past year a postcard series? will the life i’m living and the lessons i learned still matter if i don’t make something out of it? are the feelings still valid if i don’t share them? can i even share everything? will i be too vulnerable? is it fair to air out the old feelings when everyone is so diligently moving on in their own directions? is it fair to relive past lives when i can only move forward?


the truth is what i guess i have always known. life is what you make of it. sometimes literally, and i explore that a lot. but it can’t always be tangible. not every feeling can be a postcard that i can mail away. some emotions are exactly what they are, and they have to be mine to keep.

-Adam JK.

the bold emphasis is mine and is the question I’ve been asking myself every day. these are all the things I wish I could write that just aren’t coming out lately. be sure to click through to read even more. lots of good stuff on his blog today.

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ranking all 27 seasons of the real world

Oh my word. There are TWENTY SEVEN seasons of The Real World? Back in my day (let’s say seasons 3-7 or so) I was borderline obsessed and had a encyclopedic knowledge of characters and locations. I stopped watching around the time when it became all drinking and debauchery. Consequently, that was also about the same time I was older than the characters on the show.

via outofhabit

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If you worship money and things — if they are where you tap real meaning in life — then you will never have enough. Never feel you have enough. It’s the truth. Worship your own body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly, and when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally plant you. On one level, we all know this stuff already — it’s been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, bromides, epigrams, parables: the skeleton of every great story. The trick is keeping the truth up-front in daily consciousness. Worship power — you will feel weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to keep the fear at bay. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart — you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out.
David Foster Wallace (via explore-blog)

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I didn’t know where else to put this. 

Tonight I met some friends for a few drinks. Over the course of the evening we talked about death and grief and theology. And we laughed about kids and dogs. 

On the way home the crescent moon looked like a teeny canoe set into the sky.

And I came into the house and the living room was toasty warm, the fire still on. Mike was asleep in front of MSNBC, replaying President Obama’s speech about Newtown and gun control. 

The world has felt really heavy to me lately. I’m thankful for my friends and my faith, but it’s hard sometimes. Just everything, and for everybody. It seems like we’re all fighting something, doesn’t it? Most of it feels like something we won’t win.