two photos i admire this morning:

this is my mama in 1969:

this i found on facebook without any credit to the artist.

hmmm. whoever you are it is wonderful:

happy surprises on walgreens film:

inside parts:

what the end of milwaukee looks like:

from the newspaper that isn't really paper at all:

[newyorktimes.com]

cataloging part one:

milwaukee in an envelope.

unsure. the first day of life.

i feel completely unanimous today. off the grid.
in my mother's fourth grade classroom.

i have been reading the stanford social innovation review and about maryknoll lay missioners this morning. i am not at all sure what to do with my future. the uncertainty is overwhelming and liberating. i want everything that is contradictory and a synthesis of it all.

im not sure if this feeling is something to love or shed,
but i wanted to record it.
if anything, i am certain that recording is nessisary.

sidenote: what does 'taking a year off' imply? off from what? i cant take life off, im always living; my lungs keep breathing, my fingers keep twitching.

i will miss this room.

two people have sent me maira kalman's work this week. hm.

the pursuit of happiness blog

truetruetruetruetrue.

It took me a long time, she said, to stop confusing safety with love.

[B.Andreas]

still great:

blogs to love: mrdevospage.blogspot.com

Little rice, little bean,
No meat in between,
Hard work ain't easy.
Dry bread ain't greasy.

-Paul D [Beloved]

h-e-a-r-t [home].

RememberNOLA from Remember NOLA on Vimeo.

transitions.

everything seems to overlap. each day flows with a new current.

and I did not have the slightest idea how to find it.

[dorothy day]

everything is more beautiful with scrap wood and teal paint.

thank you jane haun and the new york times for reminding me today.

underexposed and undigested.

There is always too much to say [always]. Even the desktop of my digital self is cluttered. I had to run away from my apartment [too much thinking chi]. Too many old thoughts [undigested] floating around tempting me to scribble down and dwell upon and inevitably remember why they were never fruitful in the first go-around. Too much thrown back into the air [thick with regurgitated post undergraduate trash]. How do I enter this world? Unthinking? Diet thinking? [reality?] I like my full calorie coke [it makes my stomach ache and my head buzz]. Maybe its time to switch over for a while, save up for special occasions. Spring clean my brain, desktop, backpack [backseat].

mr. and mrs.

these two are certainly a reason to love today.

stories of the day from storypeople.com

Everything changed the day he figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in his life.

[brain andreas]