I like when small things happen simultaneously. The coffee stops brewing the same second the fridge door closes; the street light changes to green just as the next song starts; deciding to look at the sky and watching a meteor streak past.
Minute moments that make the universe appear in sync, if only I listen and look closely.
The citric acid crystallizing turned GIF, for anyone who might prefer it that way.
"Two most important facts I know"
- Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker.
Snow day in Corvallis!
I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.
Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call, go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone, don’t wait for them to give you a sign cause it might never come, don’t let people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a fucking television show or tornado. There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me right now and because they cannot regret this and I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back or to act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest and making someone fall in love with you is easy and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit there and do nothing and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do. Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything, really.
Postcards by Sarah Kay