streams of consciousness.

the last two days i woke up with a song stuck in my head. it was keane’s bend and break this morning. but the opening song to beauty and the beast is in my head now. it’s quite strange since i haven’t been listening to any of this music recently…

and i had a dream that i was somehow tied into the plot of lipstick jungle. and one of the characters was telling me he couldn’t live without me. bahahahaha

 

anyways.
i’m reading audrey niffenegger’s the time traveler’s wife  and am barely putting it down to spend time with family. it’s very lovey-dovey. an easy read.

i like this excerpt she takes from a.s. byatt’s possession

“What is it? My dear?”
“Ah, how can we bear it?”
“Bear what?”
“This. For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?”
“We can be quiet together, and pretend – since it is only the beginning – that we have all the time in the world.”
“And every day we shall have less. And then none.”
“Would you rather, therefore, have nothing at all?”
“No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running elsewhere.” 

mm. i miss that feeling.

between this book and my parents’ anniversary (27 years as of 12/26), i suppose i’ve been thinking some more about love, what i’m looking for in a guy, what i want to be to said imaginary guy, and what it’s going to take for a relationship work. we’ll  see, won’t we?

ew. my aunt’s puppy just farted. hahahha

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