Sunday, July 24, 2016

I feel like I've lost my voice.

“We are not idealized wild things. We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all.”
Someone once told me Didion was too depressing to consider a favorite, but I disagree. Anyone can slap an inspirational quote on the wall, and use it to motivate them throughout their day. I don't know if that necessarily is effective for my brain these days. 

Sunday, July 17, 2016

I don't own a rice cooker.

OK. I'm going to do it. After five years of living on the East Coast, I'm taking the plunge: I'm going to buy a rice cooker.

Every time I tell someone I don't own a rice cooker, they stare at me with eyes that say, "But how?" mixed in with the more awkward, "Don't you eat a lot of rice, know..."

If you know me, you know I've been lazy about cooking over the last couple of years, despite having a decently nice kitchen. I could lob my various excuses at you about why that is, but that's irrelevant here--

Except...actually, it is kind of relevant. What if I buy a rice cooker and don't use it that often? And because I was raised by a family who made their American Dream a reality thanks to being chefs, buying a cheap rice cooker would be side-eyed so hard. Trust me: I asked them and they all recommended the Asian brands. Those ain't cheap.

anxiety is a funny thing.

Sunday, July 10, 2016

am I a 'glass half empty' kind of person?

“A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.”

Sunday, July 3, 2016

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Four years ago, about when I moved to New York, I started reading a lot more Joan Didion. She was always a source of comfort and inspiration for me. Her brutal honesty, her dark take on life – it was all something that spoke to me. If you know me and/or have read this blog for awhile now, you'll know this about me already.

I had started a separate blog project back in 2012 where I was going to read and blog my way through all of her works. I eventually ended up posting most of those entries onto this blog, and I never quite finished the project. (Though, I did keep reading.)

Truly, I have no idea where I'm going with this revived version of whatever that project was. I've just been in a creative rut this year, and I'm taking July to just...breathe. 

So I hope you'll bear with me.