June 15, 2013
Saturday night jam session with my Dino pal. #totallynormal What are you up to?
June 13, 2013
One little man is cold and tired from romping in the rain. The other little man is not tired yet. #dogs
June 13, 2013
An incomplete list of shit my partner and I are not entitled to. #gayinamerica #lawfordummies
June 12, 2013
Perhaps the most important sheet of paper I’ve ever been given. #beginnings #subtlety
June 9, 2013
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time. A schedule is a mock-up of reason and order—willed, faked, and so brought into being; it is a peace and a haven set into the wreck of time; it is a lifeboat on which you find yourself, decades later, still living. Each day is the same, so you remember the series afterward as a blurred and powerful pattern.
Annie Dillard, The Writing Life (via)
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