tiny battles I don't know what will go here. Frankly probably like three inane posts, nothing for years, and then a picture of a cat, if previous internet trends are any indication at all. Microblogs? More like "oh wow, I thought it was only 3:15 but I guess it's 3:30, guess time sure does fly, huh."
spring, unfailingly, makes me think of Mary Oliver: “Every year everything I have ever learned in my lifetime leads back to this…” + today I wore jeans to work for the last time for maybe a pretty long time. it’s getting warmer and my life is changing. there’s a lot I don’t want. there’s a lot I do want. I’ve been realizing lately that there aren’t many times in my life when I’m in both a very thoughtful stage and a very productive stage. right now (and over the last month or so) I have been in a weird thoughtful fog but have not managed to create much, or learn much, or do much. usually when I am contributing to society I’m on the rebound from a thoughtful period and kind of just going through my days carried on by adrenalin. I don’t know how common a sentiment this is. I don’t even know whether I’ve been this way my whole life — I suspect not. the farther away I get from my high school self, the more I stand in awe of that strange/familiar person’s incredible drive and total ignorance existing in the same body. over the last few years, however, knowledge has become an increasingly paralyzing influence for me. tl;dr spring has sprung!

spring, unfailingly, makes me think of Mary Oliver:

“Every year
everything
I have ever learned

in my lifetime
leads back to this…”

+

today I wore jeans to work for the last time for maybe a pretty long time. it’s getting warmer and my life is changing. there’s a lot I don’t want. there’s a lot I do want.

I’ve been realizing lately that there aren’t many times in my life when I’m in both a very thoughtful stage and a very productive stage. right now (and over the last month or so) I have been in a weird thoughtful fog but have not managed to create much, or learn much, or do much. usually when I am contributing to society I’m on the rebound from a thoughtful period and kind of just going through my days carried on by adrenalin. I don’t know how common a sentiment this is. I don’t even know whether I’ve been this way my whole life — I suspect not. the farther away I get from my high school self, the more I stand in awe of that strange/familiar person’s incredible drive and total ignorance existing in the same body. over the last few years, however, knowledge has become an increasingly paralyzing influence for me.

tl;dr

spring has sprung!