afterlife

aloofshahbanou:

in the afterlife we all finally get to read the articles we “saved for later,” left in our “drafts,” and opened 50,000 tabs for

Tiny Beautiful Things

The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming.

—	Cheryl Strayed, excerpt from Tiny Beautiful Things

drops

I don’t have any problem understanding why people flunk out of college or quit their jobs or cheat on each other or break the law or spray-paint walls. A little bit outside of things is where some people feel each other. We do it to replace the frame of family. We do it to erase and remake our origins in their own images. To say, I too was here.

—	Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water