"I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore."
- Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima, Mon Amour (1959)
we joke about procrastination but nothing is worse than the nauseating feeling of having every intention of doing something but physically not being capable of doing it and then feeling like you want to throw up because the deadline is just getting closer and closer.
For April Fools’ Day, my local radio station is playing literally nothing but Backstreet Boys’ songs and announcing them as other songs, and I think that’s beautiful.
That’s not a joke that’s a gift
true life: people like my hair more than they like me