OBSERVATION & SPECULATION

observations & speculations of a twentysomething musician.

I feel like a lot of people have this impression that you have to spend your twenties fucking up and spending your time on people you don’t care about and making weird gambles with your heart just to have stories to tell, and I can’t relate to that. I can’t deal with that mentality. So if I’m single for a long time, I’m single for a long time. But fuck, man. I want to be honored to be in the room with a dude, ya know? I want to feel privileged to have that person laugh at my joke and poke holes in my arguments and spend their weekend afternoon with me, and if that means lamping and spending time with my friends and getting really good at being my best self, then fine. At the end of the day I’d rather have done a really good job at that than at taking a million desperate swings at shitty pitches just because the thought of being alone terrifies me so much.

enochianwarbirds:

OH MY FUCKING GOD

i borrowed my friend’s laptop and here’s the desktop

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which is a little creepy but ok

but did you know that you can set your desktop to change every now and then

BECAUSE I DIDN’T AND I MINIMIZED MY BROWSER

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I NEARLY PISSED MYSELF

(via insomniapit)

Sometimes our thoughts act like dream glasses. When we have them on, we see dream children, dream husband, dream wife… We can live in a dream present for a dream future. Without knowing it we are coloring everything, putting our spin on it all. While things in the dream may change and give the illusion of being vivid and real, it is still a dream we are caught in. But if we take off the glasses, maybe, just maybe, we might see a little more accurately what is actually here.

—Jon Kabat Zinn Wherever You Go, There You Are

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