Heedful Walk

What’s the matter with your eyes? I had a horse once, lost his sight. He had the same heedful walk you do.

— “Godless,” episode two


Hopes and Fears and Pizza

The exercise was simple – take a few minutes to write down hopes and fears on post-it notes, one per post-it.

At the end of it, I had written on six post-its.  And only one was a hope.  Looks like the “fear encrusted neurons” are still at it.

Speaking of writing things down, maybe this is one of the reasons writing down things you’re grateful for is supposed to be a good exercise. Maybe it is supposed to help orient your mind toward hopeful things and away from ruminating on the dark.

Maybe if I do more of that, it will make it easier to say “Fuck it. Eat Pizza.”

“Getting Past the Thatcherization” 

It’s how I once felt about London; still feel about it when I get past the Thatcherization, the wannabe-American ‘build-a-minimall fill-it-with-chain-stores’ ethic that has wrecked so many of the city’s hamlets and high streets.’

Finding North, George Michelsen Foy

It make me frustrated too to travel thousands of miles to faraway places just to find the same things I left behind. But, that said, in a pinch a Starbucks often helps me regain my bearings. C’est la vie.