Defined in the Oxford American Dictionary as:

“close familiarity or friendship; closeness”

It is arguably the thing I miss the most and given my tendencies towards solitude, I wonder if I shall become so deeply withdrawn that no one will ever be able to reach me again, if I am destined never to share love.

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” — C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves


Image: Tumblr, inbetweendreams


fresh start

Something often not considered when starting anew is the simultaneous recognition and disposal of the old; old habits, old feelings, old arguments, old promises (do promises get old? can you slough those off?)

I am impressed with people who move on quickly, off to the next adventure, whether faced with failure or success they are always onto something new, no dwelling.  I tend to linger longer, replaying things over and over in my head – usually focusing on the failures, considering the successes easy, a stroke of luck – either way, I’m slow to start again.

Then there are the people who never seem to move on at all, stagnant, repeating over and over the same words, same problems, wallowing.  How many times can you run in a circle or beat your head against a door before you notice you’re being an idiot?


Image: Flickr, bobindrums


Why do women make seventy-five cents to a man’s dollar?  Perhaps it lies deep within our bodies, our genetics are just geared toward nurturing rather than bringing home the bacon or maybe our brains just can’t handle tasks big paying jobs require.  I’m guessing it boils down to two big things, 1. time management, 2. mindset.  Perhaps if we whittled down our morning routine to the three S’s and stopped thinking “help” means supplying beverages to men who are working, maybe then we would get somewhere.  But I have a feeling this mass paradigm shift of gender is not likely to happen anytime soon.  We can barely get out the door in the morning with our self-esteem in tact.  Does my butt look big in this?


Image: Sir Laurence Alma Tadema, The Women of Amphissa

derek hess

Today was a fortunate day (or was it yesterday?), I found a new pet and met a very talented artist. Besides the cat being awesome it was cool to meet someone whose work is so striking and highly appealing to me.  He is prolific in my mind.  The two young men who accompanied me were also very appreciative of his craft and I hope they remember today for a long, long time.

The world I grew up in was imaginary.  No one ever came off the page to shake my hand.  But if you are open and willing to believe that what is in your head can actually be real, then you can stop reading the pages and start writing them.  Ironically, the man who taught me that is a storybook character come-to-life, someone I never have imagined could really exist, and aside from all other good fortune I’ve experienced, having him as my friend is by far highest on my list.


Image: Derek Hess, Sarah SPF 25