unattached to the ground

Sep 08

[video]

composersdoingnormalshit:

George Gershwin drinking tea with Ginger Rogers.

composersdoingnormalshit:

George Gershwin drinking tea with Ginger Rogers.

Sep 02

[video]

Moving On

Moved to a charming little new town a few weeks ago. People have been wonderfully kind to me here in general. I am missing Berkeley, yet I am delighted to start living somewhere closer to the gentler side of the ocean and away from the place that witnessed my meltdown. I have always loved the ocean.

Family visited and left, felt loved and slightly sorrowful. I should treat them more lovingly—they are probably the people who love and will love me the most in my entire life, but sometimes I still treat them impatiently and even rudely. They deserve much better. 

Feeling less about a man these days, which is it’s a good thing for my heart. I wish he will be happy, truly happy, in the rest of his life and find a person who will love him with all of her heart. And for myself, I hope that I can stray away from my habit of being attracted to certain kinds of broken and or flawed people. I should keep in mind that I am in no position or ability to fix or even help them. Anyways, I’ve met a person that I find charming and cute during a weekly dance event. Don’t know what will happen in the future, but that’s a good change of scenery for my heart. 

Aug 10

gnosideicarpocraziani:

Lorenzo Mattotti.

gnosideicarpocraziani:

Lorenzo Mattotti.

Aug 08

Withdrawal

I am seriously addicted to my laptop and phone. A decade ago, my mom only allowed me to spend an hour a day in front of my computer. I had lots of time reading, drawing, and daydreaming. Now, it is even difficult for me to take an hour break away from my computer and phone. 

Now I recognize my problem, I am going to tackle it. From now on, I can only use my computer at most 2 hours/day for pure entertainment. No more constantly checking my phone for texts and facebook messages. They all can wait. I will use my extra free time to read (newest book on my nightstand is “Infinite Jest” by David Foster Wallace), start my storybook, and work out. 

Good.

Jul 28

(Source: mstrkrftz, via her-hair-is-always-a-mess)

Jul 25

“When I walked him to his truck that night, there was a defeated, restless charge between us, and I punched him in the stomach, lightly, but he looked alarmed by something he saw in me, perhaps everything I wanted that he couldn’t give. After he drove away it began to snow, and I was glad the first snow of the year had held off until he was gone.
A week later the man in New Mexico came back East. We had our first date, and many more. And I married him. My heart was ready for him, for his kindness and honesty; his easy, steady love for me. For that kind of love: the mutual kind.” —

An Empty Heart Is One That Can Be Filled” by Lily King

(via sexual-passion)

torontodesign:

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torontodesign:

left - right

(Source: liyanw, via jessehimself)