I bring my notebook - my shell- with me into the 'wide world'. Most of the time I never open it, but it's there for reassurance just in case. I'm ready to disappear if I feel out of place. But it's the times I forget my notebook, and have to suffer through something, that I feel I learn the most. It's like in that speech the uncle gives to the kid in Little Miss Sunshine, about suffering... ok yeah I like that movie a little too much, but still. You get the idea.
“It is one of life's bitterest truths that bedtime so often arrives just when things are really getting interesting.” - Lemony Snicket
Oh, the outsideness, it pleases me so. With the running and the jumping and the bouncing and the rolling and skipping with all the joyness that's coming.
great...from now on I'm going to be second guessing myself for hours to make sure I'm not being too conceited...which to be honest i sound like i am sometimes in my writing...
all well ill go to the beach this weekend and work on liberating myself from...myself
thanks Snoink
xjess
"I may disagree with what you have to say,
but I'll defend to the death your right to say it."
-Voltaire
See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask for no guarantees, ask for no security. — Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
