69.
I never feel like doing what I don’t want to do.
linkIf you put something in quotation marks, add a dash followed by your name at the end and spread it around, does it become inspirational?
I’ve tried that one, and no one has quoted me yet.
linkSometimes you just have to let people laugh at you.
Sometimes it’s the only way to get where you’re trying to go.
linkOn forever being a FOB and a TCK:
Home is where the suitcase is?
Home is where the latest passport stamp is?
Home is where my books are?
Home is where my friends are?
Home is where my parents are?
Home is where the heart is?
Trying to avoid cliche as usual, home is none of these. Or, home is all of these places and more. One never knows, but it is kind of fun that way.
linkWe are constantly told to try and be content with what we have in a world that is constantly measuring itself in terms of progress.
linkContinuing in the vein of 55.
New York City is the thickest and thinnest place on Earth. It signifies progress and it signifies decay. It’s ugly and it’s beautiful. It’s good for you and it’s bad for you. It works and it doesn’t. I love it but I hate it. I just don’t know about New York.
I think I prefer London.
linkIs democracy always the best form of government? Is (bloody) revolution always the best way to achieve it?
Just putting that out there.
linkHow do people develop hobbies anyways? Where did I miss out on this key aspect of growing up?
linkI once told a kid that I didn’t add people on Facebook right in front of someone I’d added the night before.
I hate Facebook.
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