Stolen from Emily Blake's blog

"If I show up at your door, chances are you did something to bring me there."

Where is the fine line

Between -

Being dissastisfied and "fixing" it

and

Being dissatisfied and being happy with it

"A ship in a harbor is safe. But that's not what ships are made for."

"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO HOO what a ride!' "

Today's a good day for waxing philosophical

Today I realized that I had about 30 comments hanging out waiting to be "moderated" that I never knew I had. So for everyone who's ever written something back to me on this blog in the past year or so 1) don't be offended that I never mentioned it to you and 2) thank you so much! I didn't know that people read this or cared too much (the more I think people don't read it, the more I write a little too honestly), but it was really cool to go back and read everything people have written to me.

So I went back and re read the last two years or so of my posts. It's crazy. This is one reason why I love writing, love having this record of my life. Half those things I wrote about, I wouldn't even remember if I hadn't spent twenty minutes writing them down. C.S. Lewis thought that journals are a waste of time, and while I can understand meticulous documenting of your life as being perhaps a little extreme, I treasure everything I've written. Not because it's genius or because I was "right" about some philosophy or because I was especially clever, but because it's my life. Maybe only a few freeze frames, but I'm lucky to have them.

I have so much on my mind. I have so much to think about. It's no good talking aloud to myself. Where's my pen...

I can't even -

I'm going to meet David Koepp tomorrow. David Koepp, writer of such movies as Jurassic Park, Spider Man, Mission Impossible, Secret Window, War of the Worlds, Panic Room, and the NEXT Indiana Jones!

I don't even know how to handle it.

Life Observation #643

I feel that most regrets in life come not from chasing something too much, but for lingering while you watch it pass you by. And when I look back on the decisions I've made, a lot of them have been tough, but the only ones I regret are the ones where I chose not to give my all or try my best or make that tough decision. My toughest decisions have been the most valuable of all. And I wouldn't change them for the world.

(silvio rodriguez)

Ojala se te acabe la mirada constante,
la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta.
Ojala pase algo que te borre de pronto:
una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve.
Ojala por lo menos que me lleve la muerte,
para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre
en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones:
ojala que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones

This is the youngest I'll ever be

You can get a lot of free ice cream in Ann Arbor on your birthday.

Friday is my salvation this week

I love this song. The funny thing is, it looks sorta sad. A lot of the lyrics are real downers. But whenever I listen to it I get really into it and I feel better and more ready to tackle whatever tough stuff I'm dealing with. I think that comes from the chorus -- Yeah, things get rough, things get stressed, things fall apart, and yes, we're in overtime and we're coming to the last second. But there's time left. Things can still change. I don't know about anyone else, but I've seen a football game won in the last second. 8 seconds is eternity. 8 seconds can change your world.


I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves

And everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Everyone knows
She's on your mind
Everyone knows I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over...

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

(the fray)

Living by faith means that you keep walking even though you can't see where you're putting your feet or what you're putting them into.