The Weekend (Closing Monologue)
You can try to escape the story of your life. But you can’t. It happened.
The baby died. The dog died. The heart broke.
I knew you when you were young. I know your heart broke too. I will know you when we are both old, and maybe wise. I hope wise. I know you now, your story. Mine isn’t the one I would’ve chosen in the beginning. But I’ll take it.
It is my story. it’s only mine. And it’s not over. There’s time. There is time. There’s so much time.
Late night I have two episodes left of True Detective snack.
Me: You need to eat your apples.
J: Can I have some peanut butter with them?
Me: Sure. [getting a spoonful of peanut butter]
J: Sometimes I get overwhelmed and just eat the peanut butter, though.
I started watching True Detective last night and I just finished the fourth episode this morning. This six minute single take tracking scene was some phenomenal filmmaking. I probably won’t sleep tonight until I finish the final four episodes.
Fortunes by Tyra.
It may have taken me a couple weeks to get through the whole second season, but it was worth every minute.
I have 1/2 an episode left of House of Cards season 2 to finish and then I will binge watch True Detective, but this was first time I used Tumblr Savior. Thank you, Jesus.
10 Mar 2014 / 11 notes
Dinner tonight: Thai & Ginger Salmon, Seared Red Chard, White Asparagus, and Sweet Potato Fries.