The library

It’s you, your earphones, your notes, printed words. It’s the rustle of paper of the person next to you, just as involved in her music, her squiggles, her rented text.

It’s your love of learning, heightened – expanded.

There will be no movie-like storm-ins, interruptions or revelations here. It’s a quiet buzz that takes you closer to your truest inclination.


On beating the odds

“The law of probability combined with the law of large numbers states that to beat the odds, sometimes you have to repeat an event an increasing number of times in order to get you to the outcome you desire. The more you do, the closer you get. Or, as I explain to Mum, basically, sometimes you just have to keep going.” –The One Plus One, Jojo Moyes

this life.

walk down a hill, watch a balloon fly away, hitch a ride but get lost, there are so many kinds of roses, inspect each and every one until a thorn pricks you, run to the hospital, eat an ice cream, decide you like desert, watch the sun set and the cacti weep, experience sadness for the first time, drive into a dead end, stay there for years, watch the stars as they twinkle and twinkle and strawberry fields and lucy in the sky with…

…go to tiffany’s, get turned down, watch a movie, buy a book, fly a kite, accidentally cut someone off, feel desolate like it’s the end of the world, watch a disaster movie, experience a natural disaster, win and lose and win and lose, always go for ice cream afterwards, look at a rose in water and don’t feel the prick anymore, check your mail for the 377486th time, fail again for the 3646th time, win some he looked so winsome, reread that thread for the 345th time, it fizzles out, change the channel to disney, change it back to 10sports, star movies, rewatch the disaster movie that reminds you of the time you went kite flying, get ready for work, pack your sandwich in a tiffany bag, watch the sun set and the stars twinkle like┬áthe last time that feels like only yesterday.