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Billy Collins “On Turning Ten”

The whole idea of it makes me feel
like I’m coming down with something,
something worse than any stomach ache
or the headaches I get from reading in bad light—
a kind of measles of the spirit,
a mumps of the psyche,
a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul.

You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.

But now I am mostly at the window
watching the late afternoon light.
Back then it never fell so solemnly
against the side of my tree house,
and my bicycle never leaned against the garage
as it does today,
all the dark blue speed drained out of it.

This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself,
as I walk through the universe in my sneakers.
It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends,
time to turn the first big number.

It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees. I bleed. 

—-My favorite poem on getting older

Lord Huron - Man Who Lives Forever

"You were right when you said that we’re all getting older /

I don’t mind aging if time goes slow.”

"From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people."

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Last week I had the strangest urge to learn everything I could about the Z Boys and Dogtown. I’ve never been into surfing/skating but have always had a weird affinity for the subculture that accompanies those sports. I found that I had a softspot for Jay Adams. His rough childhood, rise to fame (while adhering to his ideals), and subsequent drug abuse problem really got to me. Fast forward to this exact minute and I find out that he died on August 14th from a heart attack while on a surfing trip to Mexico at the age of 53. What a strange coincidence…

"I’m not sentimental—I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,
is that the sentimental person thinks things will last—the romantic
person has a desperate confidence that they won’t."

- F. Scott Fitzgerald (via man-of-prose)

"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."

- Aldous Huxley (via singingovertheboness)

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"So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality"

Actual idol

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The Shape of Ideas

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Video: Nick Offerman Recites Some Profound Shower Thoughts [gifs via]

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"The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack."

- Keith Miller (via quotethat)

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