felicia is right
...when she pointed out to me that I must be "enjoying myself", marked by the absence of posts.
I've had two visitors from the far away capitalist empire of the United States (Only half joking about this one) in the last week and a half, dear Mirla and equally dear-in-a-different-fashion Harr.
Mirla's being here actually encouraged me to step out more often...I had categorically refused to set foot near the Eiffel Tower (incidentally a 15-20 minute stroll from my apartment) until she cajoled me.
I have a bit too much too say and am too tired to say it, so I won't. Yes, I am being unreasonable. But have I ever been a reasonable person?
A little update: I will be staying here in Paris for the summer, working for the Let's Go Paris guide. Happiness : )
I am not always the most eloquent of beings, and always experienced difficulty in expressing my philosophy on the fate. But this summarizes it snugly:
"As human beings, are we free to live out our lives according to our own desires, in accordance with our will, or are we merely powerless pawns in the hand of destiny? These are potent questions that in some way or another confront us all, sometimes in the most unexpected of ways. In a sense, I do believe that our fate is pre-determined. Yet paradoxically, I do not believe that this absolves us of our responsibility to try to alter it for the greater good, nor do I believe that fate has the final word. We might even say we are co-authors with fate of our destiny."
-Chen Kaige
This I believe.
Life is a set of opposing forces, opposing actions, opposing ideas, that form the sometimes gentle, oft savage waves which shape the pebbles of life. I have come to see myself, the world, as a set of paradoxes...and I realized that all my life I have obstinately struggled to define myself between competing forces, when I should have been reveling in the natural state of paradox that exists within me.
No, I have not consumed any alcohol in the picture. Yes, I am very proud of my poitrine, which appears actually existent in the picture.
Obligatory Eiffel Tower picture. I let Mirla bully me into it. : D
At a bar. No Tina, you stalker, I am not really corrupting Mirla.
I love the effect of the light in this picture...it's so blue and pink creating a delicate slightly stereotypically French bistro feeling. Pink + blue = pretty
I've had two visitors from the far away capitalist empire of the United States (Only half joking about this one) in the last week and a half, dear Mirla and equally dear-in-a-different-fashion Harr.
Mirla's being here actually encouraged me to step out more often...I had categorically refused to set foot near the Eiffel Tower (incidentally a 15-20 minute stroll from my apartment) until she cajoled me.
I have a bit too much too say and am too tired to say it, so I won't. Yes, I am being unreasonable. But have I ever been a reasonable person?
A little update: I will be staying here in Paris for the summer, working for the Let's Go Paris guide. Happiness : )
I am not always the most eloquent of beings, and always experienced difficulty in expressing my philosophy on the fate. But this summarizes it snugly:
"As human beings, are we free to live out our lives according to our own desires, in accordance with our will, or are we merely powerless pawns in the hand of destiny? These are potent questions that in some way or another confront us all, sometimes in the most unexpected of ways. In a sense, I do believe that our fate is pre-determined. Yet paradoxically, I do not believe that this absolves us of our responsibility to try to alter it for the greater good, nor do I believe that fate has the final word. We might even say we are co-authors with fate of our destiny."
-Chen Kaige
This I believe.
Life is a set of opposing forces, opposing actions, opposing ideas, that form the sometimes gentle, oft savage waves which shape the pebbles of life. I have come to see myself, the world, as a set of paradoxes...and I realized that all my life I have obstinately struggled to define myself between competing forces, when I should have been reveling in the natural state of paradox that exists within me.
No, I have not consumed any alcohol in the picture. Yes, I am very proud of my poitrine, which appears actually existent in the picture.
Obligatory Eiffel Tower picture. I let Mirla bully me into it. : D
At a bar. No Tina, you stalker, I am not really corrupting Mirla.
I love the effect of the light in this picture...it's so blue and pink creating a delicate slightly stereotypically French bistro feeling. Pink + blue = pretty
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