currently listening to: back in your head by tegan and sara

never wake a sleeping baby.

if you want to live a happy life,
tie it to a goal, not to people or things.

i think that's enough for today.

currently listening to: pumped up kicks by foster the people

happy easter from san diego

playing at university of san diego on may 5

yes of course i'm going

those who are dead are not dead
they're just living in my head
and since i fell for that spell
i am living there as well

time is so short and i'm sure
there must be something more

you thought you might be ghost
you didn't get to heaven but you made it close.

thank you for hiring me!

currently listening to: you wreck me by tom petty

grown ups never understand anything by themselves, 

and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.

i have lived a great deal among grown-ups. 

i have seen them intimately, close at hand.

and that hasn't much improved my opinion of them.

to forget a friend is sad.

not every one has a friend.

and if i forget him,

i may become like the grown ups 

who are no longer interested in anything but figures.

all humanity could be piled up on a small pacific islet.

the grown ups, to be sure, will not believe you when you tell them that.

they imagine that they fill a great deal of space.

humor is the great thing, the saving thing.

the minute it crops up, 

all our irritation and resentments slip away,

and a sunny spirit takes their place.

currently listening to: the lengths by the black keys

one need not be a chamber to be haunted

one need not be a house;

the brain has corridors surpassing

material place.

the existence of forgetting has never been proved:

we only know that some things don't come to mind when we want them.

and we should consider every day lost

on which we have not danced at least once.

and we should consider every truth false

which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.

art is the proper task of life.

he who has a why to live can bear almost any how.

life's a beach

legalize it.

all god does is watch us 

and kill us when we get boring.

we must never, ever be boring.

dance like no one is watching.

sing like no one is listening.

love like you've never been hurt,

and live like it's heaven on earth.

currently listening to: miles behind me by hotel lights

mellow yellow

ocean beach

i miss being little
before i knew what anger, sadness, jealousy, tragedy, pain felt like
big enough to feel important
little enough not to need to
sunshine and laughter made up my days
they still do fifteen years later
with different faces and different reasons
i think i'm just as happy
i think i am
but if i could be four again
there would be no question
i would jump at the chance
to spend all day in play and pretend
and be the littlest of little all over again.

currently listening to: catch and release by silversun pickups

it is sad to me how people come and go so easily from our lives.
someone you spend every day with can become someone you ignore completely.
someone you spend every night with can become someone you pretend not to see from across the room.
someone who once knew all of your secrets will pretend they forgot them,
and will never check up to see if you're doing all right.
it is sad to me how quickly someone you cared about will forget how close you once were.

but there is something amazing about the people that stay around.
some people will stay close to your heart regardless of:
struggle, distance, fights, strife, life, stress, and every little thing that goes wrong each day.
these are the most beautiful people and the most beautiful of all relationships.
these are the people who will put you back together when you're falling apart, bring you back up when you fail, and cheer the loudest when you succeed.
these are the relationships that are so rare to find but will not fall apart, no matter how bad you fuck it up.

even though we've changed and we're finding our own place in the world,
we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face,
we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us,
nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends.

when someone looks you in the eye, 

sees you're tearing up, 

pours you three shots and says

 "take these and let's get the fuck out of here"

you've really hit the jackpot.

i am so grateful for these people.

i love them with all my heart.

i don't know what i would do without them.

and i will never take them for granted.

we are friends and i do like to pass the day with you

in serious and inconsequential chatter.

i wouldn't mind washing up beside you,

dusting beside you,

reading the back half of the paper while you read the front.

we are friends

and i would miss you,

do miss you, 

and think of you very often.