"when i reached, 30, i think i felt what a lot of people feel when they reach 30, or around this age, which is that maybe the way your life is isn't the way you thought your life was going to be when you were 20 or when you were 15. and you kind of freak out a little bit and you wonder, you know, holy crap, like, i'm aging, i'm getting older and i still have all this stuff that's not figured out. it's strange, it's almost like the process of growing up has made me, well, almost like, less sure of myself somehow because i see there's so much more that i don't know which i didn't see before. "
Harris, J., 2011 on Today
{random poetry #89}
[the peace of wild things ]
when despair grows in me
and i wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
i go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
i come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. i come into the presence of still water.
and i feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. for a time
i rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
•.•❤•.•
there is a day
when the road neither
comes nor goes, and the way
is not a way but a place.
Berry, W.
how much data is too much data?
"tracking nearly anything you do is alarming and humbling. The aggregates of our actions are lost on us: we can watch hundreds of hours of television and write it off as a small time commitment. How much is too much? It’s hard to make pretty charts without learning something and thinking about what they should look like."
Wright, T.
Subscrever:
Mensagens (Atom)
