One night some twenty years ago, during a siege of mumps in our enormous family, my youngest sister, Franny, was moved, crib and all, into the ostensibly germ-free room I shared with my eldest brother, Seymour. I was fifteen, Seymour was seventeen. Along about two in the morning, the new roommate's crying wakened me. I lay in a still, neutral position for a few minutes, listening to the racket, till I heard, or felt, Seymour stir in the bed next to mine.
How terrible it is when you say I love you and the person on the other end shouts back 'What?'
Do you know what I was smiling at? You wrote down that you were a writer by profession. It sounded to me like the loveliest euphemism I had ever heard. When was writing ever your profession? It's never been anything but your religion.
When Seymour was twenty-one, a nearly full professor of English, and had already been teaching for two years, I asked him what, if anything, got him down about teaching. He said he didn't think that anything about it got him exactly down, but there was one thing, he thought, that frightened him: reading the pencilled notations in the margins of books in the colledge library.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
I saw you walking once under powder blue skies
You looked cold still, your color was high
And I tried to talk to you, but you walked right by
I don't know which I said then, hello or goodbye
We all want to be pure
But it isn't a very easy thing now, is it
To do?
bright eyes - amy in the white coat
its not really my type of song but i enjoy the lyrics. hey airy, when it snows, can we have a photoshoot? its the most beautiful thing in the world.
breezy breezy breezy
You looked cold still, your color was high
And I tried to talk to you, but you walked right by
I don't know which I said then, hello or goodbye
We all want to be pure
But it isn't a very easy thing now, is it
To do?
bright eyes - amy in the white coat
its not really my type of song but i enjoy the lyrics. hey airy, when it snows, can we have a photoshoot? its the most beautiful thing in the world.
breezy breezy breezy
recent inspiration
Ok.. plans for today go as follows: nothing. Maybe clean my room, but I plan on nothing. It'll be lovely. Hope you enjoy the photos. Love, A.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
newest purchase
On another note, I'm almost finished with the shirt. Breez.. gimme a while with yours, it takes forever. School has been stressful lately, and work. All I want to do is sleep and dream and watch movies and drink tea and take pictures and be with Padraic and be happy and smiley and good at things and listen to music and watch it rain and pet my cat and travel and not have people ever order soy cappuccinos. I'm sorry, it's sleeplessness that does this kind of thing to me. -A
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