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flux capacitor, fluxing
Sep. 4th, 2004 10:50 amit's my favorite kind of morning; there's a little nip in the air, and i have no schedule to keep. the day is filled with possibility.
i'm a lucky girl. i feel blessed with rich experiences and good friends and a beautiful place to have them. the summer has been unforgettable and i look forward to a bittersweet fall. those are my favorite times of year, the transitions. i love push-pull and contrast. last night i had a bit of roquefort on a slice of pear, and it was perfect - the creamy on the crisp, pungent and sweet.
ephemeral things...i'll always choose a dinner or concert over a DVD set, a play over a movie. i collect tickets and matchbooks and wrappers and never take pictures. pictures don't steal our souls, they just don't capture them at all. one of my lost friends (i'm sad to think about how many people who changed my life have fallen out of contact and disappeared into the wide world) broke her camera, so she started to keep a list of pictures that she wanted to keep in her mind. those are the kind where nobody has a fat day, or a big zit on their cheek, or a funny look in their red-eye.
i'm a lucky girl. i feel blessed with rich experiences and good friends and a beautiful place to have them. the summer has been unforgettable and i look forward to a bittersweet fall. those are my favorite times of year, the transitions. i love push-pull and contrast. last night i had a bit of roquefort on a slice of pear, and it was perfect - the creamy on the crisp, pungent and sweet.
ephemeral things...i'll always choose a dinner or concert over a DVD set, a play over a movie. i collect tickets and matchbooks and wrappers and never take pictures. pictures don't steal our souls, they just don't capture them at all. one of my lost friends (i'm sad to think about how many people who changed my life have fallen out of contact and disappeared into the wide world) broke her camera, so she started to keep a list of pictures that she wanted to keep in her mind. those are the kind where nobody has a fat day, or a big zit on their cheek, or a funny look in their red-eye.
