Edward Meinert and some random notes.
. . .I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. . .I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. . .You learn to take life as it comes at you. . .. . .to make each day count.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Random.
How many govern our moments? It is not as though situations make us look at things in new ways, it is more an aspect of what we decide to focus on. How do we know when something is to inspire us, to sustain? And is even thinking about things in this way fair? Because what have we known to be this way? It seems so much easier to look at from the context of all those things we have heard about or learned about. But for ourselves. . . What is certain is that we must pursue our thoughts, no matter how confusing. Otherwise, it is boring and who wants that?.
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