17 January 2008

god says nothing back


Someone pointed out that I forget to be grateful for things.


  • Smashing Pumpkins - 1979: a song I'll probably never tire of.
  • Derek: who reminds me of the lights up in the mountains -- they don't figure in my daily life at all, but when I do see them they always surprise me with how beautiful they are.
  • Instant messaging: most days I find it barely tolerable, but sometimes it's just necessary.
  • Phantom of the Opera - Music of the Night: a rainy day, full-volume speakers, the barest hints of silver light weeping through my curtains. And my bed.
  • AIESEC: a black hole for all of my good intentions, but the best people I've ever met.
  • Ideas that make you go: Hey, how about that?
  • Sushi: if I could give the Japanese civilization a hug, I so totally would.
  • Those small, incremental innovations that make you question how you ever got through life without them.
  • Those majestic, improbable people who make you question how you ever got through life without them.
  • My Poppa: because he's alive and well.
  • Holiday quasi-flings: because, all shallowness aside, they affirm me.
  • Books and journal articles: because they feed into my delusions.


So there.


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