Saturday, November 24, 2012

Let It Snow



I felt so alone on that train.. a weird unnatural kind of alone that bore into me. It was feeling just beyond fear and somewhere to the left of sadness.Tired but not the kind of tired that sleep fixes. Ir was dark and gloomy, and yet, it didn't seem that things would get any better if the were turned up. If anything, I would be able to get a much better look at my unpleasant situation.- Jubilee, The Jubilee Express
 There is always the risk: something is good and good and good and good, and then all at once it gets awkward. All at once, she sees you looking at her, and then she doesn't want to joke around with you anymore, because she doesn't want to seem flirty, because she doesn't want you to think she likes you. It's such a disaster, whenever, in the course of human relationships, someone begins to chisel away at the wall of separation between friendship and kissing. Breaking down the wall that is the kind of story that might have a happy middle-- o, look, we broke down this wall, I'm going to look at you like a girl and you're going to look at me like a boy and we're going to play a fun game called Can I Put My Hand There What About There What About There. And sometimes that happy middle looks so great that you can convince yourself that it's not the middle that will last forever. - Tobin, Cheertastic Christmas Miracle
But then again (and here is one of my main complaints about human consciousness): one you think a thought, it is extremely difficult to unthink it. And I had thought the thought. - Tobin, Cheertastic Christmas Miracle

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