January 2012
28 posts
“Now I know a disease that these doctors can’t treat. You contract it the day you accept all you see is a mirror, and a mirror is all it can be.
A reflection of something we’re missing.
And language just happened. It was never planned. And it’s inadequate to describe where I am, in the room of my house where the light has never been. Waiting for this day to end, and these clocks keep unwinding. And completely ignore everything that we hate, or adore. Once the page of a calendar is turned, it’s no more. So tell me, then, what was it for?
Oh, tell me, what was it for?” —Bright Eyes - A Scale, A Mirror, And Those Indifferent Clocks
A reflection of something we’re missing.
And language just happened. It was never planned. And it’s inadequate to describe where I am, in the room of my house where the light has never been. Waiting for this day to end, and these clocks keep unwinding. And completely ignore everything that we hate, or adore. Once the page of a calendar is turned, it’s no more. So tell me, then, what was it for?
Oh, tell me, what was it for?” —Bright Eyes - A Scale, A Mirror, And Those Indifferent Clocks
Catch And Release
Silversun Pickups
Do you see how the wind in your hair now feels differently?
Play
Skinny Love
Bon Iver
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different “kind”
I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the fines
Follow the sun
Khan
When I posted this song previously, I was bombarded with messages from fans everywhere, asking who created this work of art, and where they can get it from.
For those people, please follow this link:
http://khanharrison.com/
I started following you here recently and tonight I finally got a chance to really take a look at your blog. It's truly great. I love traveling too, but haven't made it out of the country yet. What got you started on going everywhere that you have?
I was born in Hong Kong, so the aspect of knowing how different every part of the world is has been embedded in me since a young age. For a while there I was working four jobs, when I decided I’d had enough of the city I used to live in, and fucked off to Europe solo. Since then the travel bug has never left. I never want that feeling of escapism, mystery and wonder to leave. Traveling opens up your mind, your soul, your heart. The people you meet, the places you experience, and the stories that unfold are what makes it all as magical as it is.
Good luck with your travels. Keep that mind of yours open.
“If you love two people at the same time, choose the second one. Because if you really loved the first one, then you wouldn’t have fallen for the second one.”
—Johnny Depp
I am COMPLETELY in love with you! Completely! (:
“Fuck that. Don’t be the girl that needs the man. Be the girl a man needs.”
The feelings mutual. x
Your Blog is amazing, your words are so inspirational. The way you use your emotions to write is the best. I recently read your bucket list (which is a lot like mine) and loved it, also your unsent letters, if you don't mind me asking, what happened on the night you wrote about the person who caused you a lot of pain? I appologise if it's to personal to answer. :-)
I felt free again. A heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders. I could see with clarity again, my eyes were no longer wet with memories and that which I cannot change.
