For Auld Lang Syne, My Jo

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne."

And yes... I think they should.

Luggage Limit

‎"There's a luggage limit for every passenger on a flight. Same rule applies to your life. You must eliminate some luggage in order to fly."

Now, doesn't this sound extremely wise, considering the fact that today is the day before the last day of this year?

To leave a woman unfinished,

in bed and in drawing, is such a shameful job, indeed it is. It's like that poor woman who's missing an eye or an ear, maybe, cannot find her peace until that last element of the picture is placed in its proper, natural course of things.

Don't (II)

I could say I blame you for everything
Instead I think I'll recognize my part...
Needing doesn't hide who I want to be,
But dont fuck me in front of me.

All About Eve

"We all come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns. If we don't blow them, who else will?"

(Addison DeWitt, All About Eve)

and also, the "Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy night!" line. (by Margo Channing, marvelously played by Bette Davis)

Yes, It's Christmas

Oh my love we've had our share of tears
Oh my friend we've had our hopes and fears
Oh my friends it's been a long hard year
But now it's Christmas
Yes it's Christmas
Thank God it's Christmas

The moon and stars seem awful cold and bright
Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right
My friend the world will share this special night
Because it's Christmas
Yes it's Christmas
Thank God it's Christmas
For one night...

Depression

'When you're lost in those woods, it sometimes takes you a while to realize that you are lost. For the longest time, you can convince yourself that you've just wandered a few feet off the path, that you'll find your way back to the trailhead any moment now. Then night falls again and again, and you still have no idea where you are, and it's time to admit that you have bewildered yourself so far off the path that you don't even know from which direction the sun rises anymore. I took on my depression like it was the fight of my life, which, of course, it was. I became a student of my own depressed experience, trying to unthread its causes.
What was the root of all this despair?
Was it psychological? (Mom and Dad's fault?)
Was it just temporal, a "bad time" in my life? (When the divorce ends, will the depression end with it?)
Was it genetic? (Melancholy, called by many names, has run through my family for generations, along with its sad bride, Alcoholism.)
Was it cultural? (Is this just the fallout of a post feminist American career girl trying to find balance in an increasingly stressful and alienating urban world?)
Was it astrological? (Am I so sad because I'm a thin-skinned Cancer whose major signs are all ruled by unstable Gemini?)
Was it artistic? (Don't creative people always suffer from depression because we're so supersensitive and special?)
Was it evolutionary? (Do I carry in me the residual panic that comes after millennia of my species' attempting to survive a brutal world?)
Was it karmic? (Are all these spasms of grief just the consequences of bad behavior in previous lifetimes, the last obstacles before liberation?)
Was it hormonal? Dietary? Philosophical? Seasonal? Environmental?
Was I tapping into a universal yearning for God?
Did I have a chemical imbalance?
Or did I just need to get laid?
What a large number of factors constitute a single human being! How very many layers we operate on, and how very many influences we receive from our minds, our bodies, our histories, our families, our cities, our souls and our lunches!'

(Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love)

Morning Revelation

'Another illusion is that external events have the power to hurt you, that other people have the power to hurt you. They DON'T. It's you who give this power to them...'

*anonymous

A Lady In Need

I came to one a corner, with some help from a man and goddamn... I don’t seem to have learned that a lady IN NEED is guilty indeed... So I paid and got laid in return.

(And I don’t know what I’ve learned)

The Day Before The Day

"I didn't get to say goodbye the day before the day.
I was trying to get to work on time, that's why I turned away,
And missed the most important thing you've ever tried to say..."

Don't

I can understand all that you are, I can even take all that you're not... I can simpathize with all you want to be, but don't fuck me in front of me.

Je partirai

"Faudra pas que tu t'en étonnes, je partirai.
Je ne veux déranger personne : je partirai.
Tu sais, parfois il faut casser,
Casser des cœurs et des idées.
Les numéros de téléphone, faut les changer, oui."

Adrift And At Peace

"The goal of any surgery is total recovery; to come out better than you were before. Some patients heal quickly and feel immediate relief. For others the healing happens gradually. And it’s not until months or even years later that you realize you don’t hurt anymore. So the challenge after any surgery is to be patient. But if you can make it through the first weeks and months, if you believe that healing is possible, then you get your life back! But that’s a big IF..."

(GA, s07, ep10)

Let The Truth Sting

"The truth is painful. Deep down, nobody wants to hear it, especially when it hits close to home.
Sometimes we tell the truth because the truth is all we have to give.
Sometimes we tell the truth because we need to say it out loud to hear it for ourselves.
And sometimes we tell the truth because we just can't help ourselves.
Sometimes, we tell them because we owe them at least that much."

(GA, s04, ep03)

Winter Song

I still believe in summer days.
The seasons always change
and life will find a way.
I’ll be your harvester of light
and send it out tonight
so we can start again.
Is love alive?

(Winter Song)

Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson - "Winter Song"