food. books. photography. ocean. mountains. girls. boyish-girls. virginia woolf. fragile things. movies. music.
currently in Toronto, ON. I miss the ocean.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I thought that after talking to me he would decide that I was normal and leave me alone. But I was beginning to understand something about normality. Normality wasn’t normal. It couldn’t be. If normality were normal, everybody could leave it alone. They could sit back and let normality manifest itself. But people - especially doctors - had doubts about normality. They weren’t sure normality was up to the job. And so they felt inclined to give it a boost.
Middlesex, Jeffrey Eugenides
Winter Morning, Yosemite
Photograph by Tony Williams
All that is required to surprise and delight is to go out early on a winter morning in Yosemite and keep your eyes open wide.
Want to go there one day.
A doctor once told me I feel too much. I said,’ so does God; that’s why you can see the Grand Canyon from the moon.’
Andrea Gibson, “Jellyfish” (via queerbetweenthelines)
It’s a disgusting mess we come through to be born, the sticky-wet of blood and afterbirth, mother wailing, child crying… The helpless soft spot at the top of its head pulsing, waiting to be kissed. Our parents and teachers say it’s a miracle, but it’s not. It’s going to happen no matter what, there’s no choice in the matter. To my mind, a miracle is something that could go one way or another. The fact that something happens, when by all rights it shouldn’t, is what makes us take notice, it’s what saints are made of, it takes the breath away. How a mother comes to love her child, her caring at all for this thing that’s made her heavy, lopsided and slow, this thing that made her wish she were dead… That’s the miracle.
The Birth House, Ami McKay
(it turns out that privilege is pretty awesome?)
Tabby on his fav ‘bed’
Made with Paper
Pride in Their Own Words: Michael Erickson
“In a community where so much has been lost, so much has gone unspoken, and so much has been erased, maybe it’s still vital for us to come together for one day, to glitter in the sun or sing in the rain, and to be seen by millions of people.
Maybe it doesn’t need to be perfect. Maybe just being present is enough.”
