Our minds, unedited by guilt or shame, are selfish and unkind, and the majority of our thoughts, at any given time, are not for public consumption, because they would either be hurtful or else just make us look like the selfish and unkind bastards we are. We don’t share our thoughts, we share carefully sanitized, watered-down versions of them, Hollywood adaptations of those thoughts dumbed down for the PG-13 crowd.
… but at this moment, I feel numb, and if you were to peel away the numbness you’d find a thick mucous membrane of trepidation, and if you were to slice through that membrane, you would find a throbbing cluster of outrage and regret.
From the book, This Is Where I Leave You, by Jonathan Tropper
seriousness or sobriety, as of conduct or speech
“Nothing is more paralyzing than the idea of limitless possibilities. The idea that you can do anything is absolutely terrifying.”Austin Kleon, Steal Like An Artist
Sometimes life is hard. And acknowledging it and telling ourselves, “Okay, this is a hard part of life I’m going through now,” can help just a little bit. (Written for a friend.)