No Great Illusion: Looking, by Shinji Moon

commovente:

Looking, 

There is my white feather. Your pink
moon. The way we coin the word beautiful with things

as small and misty as light /   as transient
/ as fog. We love

solely the things that slip through us. 

   Men. Chlorophyll. Meltings. All that
                        stops at our skin and makes us beg for it to go further. 

Driving home from Bard, we talked about how our little brown
eyes saw things in a different light, as if the world were a place where
romantics could live, and in our

privacy we called each other artists, even though 
I no longer know how to paint, no longer know anything but my
words, even though you are the one
who collects rainfall from beautiful places to send to the boy
you love. Because

         we were driving home with Radiohead playing
in the speakers and we were talking about the world as if the world could never hurt us, 

      and if it did, how we would love it anyway. And in quieter
and quieter voices, we talked about how we almost loved our sadness, how

       our ghosts were warm when we touched them, how 
       we could turn even our darkness into light when we moved
       ourselves over, just slightly — over towards

                          love, over towards the bulb, over towards
                 the windowsill in the morning — petals pushing out
                from our fingertips, our bodies making the world out as if we
     were wildflowers collected by the hands of a small gap-toothed
child, as if we weren’t roses but dandelions, as if we could float away
with a louder breeze. 

Re: Loving It: What To Do If You Visit Chicago in April

relovingit:

- I have one suggestion for what to do if you visit Chicago in April. Adopt a dog and spend all your time walking her.

I’m joking, but April really is a fantastic time to take long walks around the city, as long as it’s not raining. You can meander the elaborate flowers planted between…

Hello Chicago spring,

My life consists of walking 6 minutes to work, hanging out there doing stuff all day, walking 5 minutes to the grocery or related store, then another 6 minute walk back to my condo. If I’m feeling crazy I duck into Star of Siam for thai takeout.

Last weekend I ventured north and got my antiquing on in Andersonville, but that’s the extent of my adventurous spirit so far. 

I need to take Relovinngit up on her suggestions, pronto.

hello life? it's me Chrissy: i hate rulebreakers

ohheyychrissy:

More specifically, people that think rules just don’t apply to them.

Namely:

• People who cut in line
• People who go into the “express” or “15 items or less” line in stores with WAY more than 15 items
• People who have a suitcase, computer bag, purse, two jackets and shopping bag as their “carry on” for a plane - that’s more than 2, asshole
• People who zoom past a lane of cars waiting to exit then try to wedge their way into the exit lane
• People who try to board a plane, train, etc. before their designated zone or row

I have to be missing lots - help me out?

Hello the entitled populous. I sort of hate you.