bawling my eyes out because i’m finally able to skype with my cousins who were actually there in sulangan when the typhoon happened. hearing their stories is so heartbreaking. and my uncle is so amazing and selfless and i just can’t believe he is gone.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, “Joy is greater thar sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
forgot i’d taken these while i was studying the other day. so much free time! so little responsibility!
beyonce is posting photos of her on holiday and i just feel like YES. you know how to do it and you deserve it.
soccer practice. lost. quesadillas. Art class finals. Fable. beach days. Sushi. onokaukau. mcgriddles. kanehide trips at midnight. laughing. crying. safe. so safe. I am being crushed by my own thoughts tonight. heavy heavy heart.
canberra was soooooo fckn hot today! 32 degreeeeeees!! i love it. i finished all my exams for the year. feels so good to be done with it all. at least for the next month. celebrated by myself with some ice cream in the semi nude. don’t think things can get better than that. (actually a dip in a pool woulda been real chill). i can’t believe its december already. i don’t even remember november! maybe cos i live in aus and it never feels like a real holiday season to me. but whatever. there are other things to get stoked about in this place. like how its finally summer and i have cool new friends and i get to work at such a rad place. i was thinking of decking out the space with some christmas decorations but no one even cares about christmas so yeah whats the point. maybe i’ll buy a good smelling candle or something.
ask me how many cups of goodberrys I’ve had in the last four days.
three. the answer is three.
crying because I would so rather be home having thanksgiving with my family and my friends instead of here.