I feel like this is essay is going to be like one of those therapeutic letters you’re supposed to write to someone you’re mad at but never send. I do that a lot, I have over 800 emails in my Gmail drafts folder composed to people I’ve been mad at since 2007.
I need all of this. Right now.
They can be small moments or big moments.
I am utterly charmed by this place and confounded by it.
“If civilization had been left in female hands we would still be living in grass huts.”
It’s rare to find something in this world that speaks to you utterly and completely, that something that touches your soul, and helps you understand the world just a little bit better.
Take pride in your past successes, but don’t let them define you.
“It sounds mean to me.”
Stevie never wants me to have any fun.
Let’s love to love food hats.
Have you ever dared to dream about what life in the rabbit hole is like?