I worked at a certain corporate bookstore throughout over two years of my life.
When I was on vacation, I was retreating from this place; when I didn't have to work a day, I was recuperating for whenever I had to return there. And my opportunies were teathered there whenever I made plans.
Now that I don't work at this place anymore and I've severed the connection that had become so woven into my life, I don't feel as differently as I had expected. I feel like I've just cut from my lifestyle an unnecessary strain.
Now, it's time to hunt for an unnecessary strain of a different flavor.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I'm nourished by a beautiful talent.
She creates a cornucopia of emotions and sensations with the diaphanous trail of her words. You've been given a gift, a gift that makes the world feel with more texture and appear with more vibrance. She interprets the pattering rain, the freshly cut grass, the sound of indifferent birds into a realm of spiritual beauty,
elevating the banal into sublimity.
She creates a cornucopia of emotions and sensations with the diaphanous trail of her words. You've been given a gift, a gift that makes the world feel with more texture and appear with more vibrance. She interprets the pattering rain, the freshly cut grass, the sound of indifferent birds into a realm of spiritual beauty,
elevating the banal into sublimity.
Monday, July 13, 2009
I am an entrepreneur.
The ambitious, moving force of enterprise gives me energy
(I have no interest in a life that's dedicated to material gain.)
I am an artist.
The limitless, unmappable landscape of creativity gives life meaning
(I enjoy the creativity of others too much to have confidence in my own.)
I am an adventurer.
The daring, active effort for excitement earns a fulfilled retrospection
(I lack the energy for a life that's lived to move.)
I am a scholar.
What I learn becomes a substantial, untouchable appendage of who I am
(Simplicity may be the only way one can see the world as it is.)
I am a dreamer.
Possibilities gild the commonplace
(I'm afraid of missing out on the mercurial present.)
I am a pragmatic.
Security provides a blank canvas for personal development
(Spontaneity paints life with unpredictable, vital vibrance.)
I am a philanthropist.
I ache to use what I've been given to help those in pain
(I am lazy and I spend my resources on superficial amusements.)
I am an adult.
Autonomy nourishes my sense of success as self
(I dream about the kind of woman that I will be when I grow up.)
The ambitious, moving force of enterprise gives me energy
(I have no interest in a life that's dedicated to material gain.)
I am an artist.
The limitless, unmappable landscape of creativity gives life meaning
(I enjoy the creativity of others too much to have confidence in my own.)
I am an adventurer.
The daring, active effort for excitement earns a fulfilled retrospection
(I lack the energy for a life that's lived to move.)
I am a scholar.
What I learn becomes a substantial, untouchable appendage of who I am
(Simplicity may be the only way one can see the world as it is.)
I am a dreamer.
Possibilities gild the commonplace
(I'm afraid of missing out on the mercurial present.)
I am a pragmatic.
Security provides a blank canvas for personal development
(Spontaneity paints life with unpredictable, vital vibrance.)
I am a philanthropist.
I ache to use what I've been given to help those in pain
(I am lazy and I spend my resources on superficial amusements.)
I am an adult.
Autonomy nourishes my sense of success as self
(I dream about the kind of woman that I will be when I grow up.)
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