Saturday, May 18, 2013


Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because it's heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket. I wish I could see in the dark, better than I do. 
— Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale (191)
"For those facing tough goodbyes: Lost in Translation" -  (6 Movies For When You're Young and Confused and Facing Change from Thought Catalog)
Feelin dramatic at home. Last few days of rest before I start work on Monday. Very unsure of how that's gonna be. I'd rather be drinkin coffee all day

1 comment:

  1. lonely summer </3 we will have each other...