The couple who cooks together shares in the success or failure of their meal, and I’m stuck here with no one to blame but myself.
I know I’m not grown up yet because I never decide on my own to wear gloves even though it’s freezing cold until Grandma gives me a new pair for Christmas. It’s not like the ten other pairs I have available to me are even obsolete. It’s just that I’d have to drag out that tote and put some effort into retrieving them.
I now remember why watching Doctor Who before bed is never a good idea. Excuse me while I cry myself to sleep.
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Love these post-apocalyptic paintings of recognizable Tokyo settings. To think, I once stood at this very vantage point on one of my trips to Tokyo (after taking some fellow exchange students to Krispy Kreme). I recall it like it was yesterday. It’s not hard to believe that one day in the distant future this reclamation of human development will be a reality. That’s just how nature works.
Today I caught a cab with a man named Daryl. He told me about his 2 sons, one of whom is very artistic and how he was struggling with that— BT (@BT) November 8, 2013
He was an athlete growing up and he just wanted a good life for his sons and was scared the artistic one wouldn’t be able to support himself— BT (@BT) November 8, 2013
And I got to spend an hour reassuring a loving father and really nice man that you can be a self supporting artist. I know because I am one.— BT (@BT) November 8, 2013
It was such an amazing feeling because I could really see him “take it on board” and I felt like it lifted a weight off his heart.— BT (@BT) November 8, 2013
The awesome thing about a “happening” like that is it’s symbiotic nature. It was powerful and humbling. So I tell you this story…— BT (@BT) November 8, 2013
In the hopes it reminds you, you have more in common with everyone, than you do not. And inspire you to have happenings of your own.— BT (@BT) November 8, 2013