Time to Post, isn't it?
Well, I'm feeling a bit stuck in an emotional sense.
I'm doing something I've never done before,
and I'm a little on edge.
I started word vomiting on this decrepid keyboard earlier, just letting go of all of my insecurities and worries and borderline self-disgust. I needed that. I recommend it.
Letting it all go just... It makes you take a hard look at what you're saying and see what's true and what's not. And a lot of it wasn't true. Sure, some of it hit hard and really hurt, but that stuff was true and I can't change it in the past, I can only get better.
And now it's all about doing the best I can to memorize it. I keep reading it over and over again, feeling it and letting it out and I'm starting to feel more and more conscious of what it's really about, for me. And it's scary but it's true.
Very personal for me, but I'm letting go of something important, something that has become integral to who I've become that I just can't seem to shake. Something that's hurting me and I let it, willingly. Something that has made me into a masochist because it taught me to thrive under emotional distress. It makes me unbelievably happy, but it's slowly killing me. And I don't know what I'm saying anymore.
I guess I just need to let this all out.
Somewhere.
But I hope you all sleep well,
and that you learn to love the stars such that you are no longer fearful of the night.
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"But I hope you all sleep well,
and that you learn to love the stars such that you are no longer fearful of the night."
Well, this is a gorgeous sentence. Have you patented it?
Every other snippet you've ever picked out has been my own, but this one is a take on a quote by Galileo Galilei, "I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night". If I was graduating tomorrow, it would be my senior quote.
Wow, that really is a beautiful note to end on.
Y'know Jessica, I'd like to get to know you better.
You're a cool cat.
Well, you're pretty lovely yourself doll. I'd love to get to know you better as well, but not in a creepy way. Many things I say can and should be construed creepily.
That was beautiful.
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