“I have a beautiful apartment. It’s really big. I have my dream job. I lost 50 lbs. I am living the life I always wanted, but I’m lonely.”
The way I think about biology is that I want to write an anatomy book but all the parts of my body are just labeled “something for you to forgive.”
Every time I open the fridge I glance at the bottle and picture the moment I will hear the good news and pull it out to celebrate.
“However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.”
The way other people think about you isn’t everything, but it’s not nothing, either.
“I didn’t think that I’d be able to do a lot of the writing I do now, so why not see if I could do something else I considered off limits?”
// a thought about the future after a long week //
Four years ago I was 27 and working at a marketing job that was “okay”.
There is a vulgarity to all this nervousness and I’m nervous about that too.
The first bear in space was named “Gizmo”.