"bear with me" you say. we both turn into bears and escape into the woods
You have to think, “you know, if it sucks right now it’s worse for someone else” and you’re looking at your soft stomach and you’re thinking about that sandwich you ate and you’re thinking also about the work, the work, the work and it just seems like it can’t get any worse but oh, darling, oh baby doll it can get so much worse than this.
today I really missed when I would go horseback riding in November, and I never had the right gloves so my hands would be so cold, and I would try to warm them in my horse’s mane. And it would be so quiet, except for our breathing, and it would be so still, except for our moving.
So, my fellow students, designers, drawers, “broke-ass college students trying to save money for the rest of your life and then blowing it all on coffee and liquor” – have you found what you’ve been looking for?
Probably not. Competition is lame, folks.
Caffeine is not my friend, and neither is its inducer, Weariness. And yet! It seems I am stuck with both.
Some nights, you know! You just want to throw your computer out of your window and storm off into the night. Computers are my biggest disconnect from reality. They’re sleek and beautiful and fast and god knows I’m glued to mine but oh it’s killing me slowly. Perfection is too common when you use a machine, and perfection isn’t human. I crave inaccuracy. I want sloppiness. The human hand might be flawed but it’s honest and isn’t that, after all, what matters?
Working on a computer all of the time it’s just … you’re not feeling anything, you’re not smelling anything, you hear things but they’re all the same really, coming from these tiny, tinny speakers. I’m so tired of everyone thinking you only use your eyes to see and that’s what these computers enforce — that you can learn everything with just your eyes, and do anything with a touch of a button!
So many people turn into soft, doughy lumps sitting in front of the screen, eyes bleary and red from overuse, face wan, and fingers constantly typing and tapping and sliding.
Don’t ever forget how it feels to run! Or to turn a page! Or even to bruise your shin!
Grit your teeth and pull yourself out of this vectored swamp you’ve found yourself in. Draw a circle by hand and love it for its unevenness because that shape, that shape that you just created doesn’t exist anywhere else, and that is amazing.
And then finish your homework.