on turning nineteen, existentialism, ageing (among other things)
Tag: reflections
subtlety
depression is a funny thing really. you never really know that it’s there. it’s this sensation that barely creeps up on you; it ghosts upon your skin, your thoughts, your consciousness…
a little bit of inspiration
someone’s dining room, some time between midnight and dawn. the room has a leftist, affluent feel. opens to an area lit dimly by a single bulb. Clarissa is sat at the dining table, typing away. a pen drops. Clarissa pauses; the pen has dropped too far below; noises associated with stretching after long periods of inactivity…
–91: “life is a journey of realization, which often ends in that place where dreams never begin.”
(image credits to Finance Money Live) sudden realisation of the day (and perhaps week/month): we are often convinced that ‘there is someone out there waiting for us’ and that everyone certainly has a ‘special someone’ for them (see: Plato’s The Symposium: Aristophanes’ dialogue). we apparently spend all our lives searching for their ‘other half’ so…
“…I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge – then, the moon breaks through, lights up the path before me…”
(image credits to DC Infinite) hello there, my meagre space of the web, tucked away in the little corner behind all the issues that seem to ‘really matter’ these days (and by ‘issues’ I mean the who’s-who of what’s-that-world and the like). I seem to have neglected you throughout the month of April, and I…
“it’s much easier to not know things sometimes. things change and friends leave. and life doesn’t stop for anybody.”
(image credits to The Modern Nomad) so, I was on the bus on my way to work today when a particular song came up on shuffle, and it managed to evoke a multitude of feelings within my dark and dreary soul… (just kidding about the dark and dreary part)
“the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.”
(image credits to Peter Gowesky) 13th march, 2014: it’s been exactly ten days since I’ve received my ‘A’ Level results. ten days of wondering where I should go, what I should really immerse myself in for the rest of my life, and I’m regretting some of the choices I made two years ago.
“I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today.”
(image credits to Strike Iron) I have spent the better part of the past two weeks shaking in absolute fear, experiencing sleepless nights in a living nightmare, and crying my heart out over the littlest, most insignificant things, all because of the one thing that could spell out the end of my immediate future as…
“I love my love.”
(image credits to Tiny Buddha) just when I thought I’d lost my love for choral music and choral works, this lovely piece came along into my life, and refuses to leave. it’s stuck in my head and I can’t wait to sing it in June with the alumni. give it a listen. it’s so tragically…
“there is no plan. all is hazard. and the only thing that will preserve us is ourselves.”
(image credits to New Horizons Dorset) when I was younger, I always had strong faith in my future self to plan things out, and once I entered my first of two years of pre-university, I thought I had my life’s journey all planned out:
postcards from far away 