Quote of the Day: 20090518

"It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages."

— Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

Another Unkept Secret

I feel the same can be said about relationships in general because even if you do "love" someone, you can still be unhappy in love. Maybe that's why someone who loves their friend as more than a friend find themselves in content in their friendship even though they sometimes feel that they want to be more than friends. Run on sentence much? Whatever.

A little rain never hurt anyone - unless you're the Wicked Witch of the West.

"El Trompo" in Kensington Market.

CLICK: Another Unkept Secret



1. We've been friends since second grade. That's why she's the best.
2. "I'm going to take a bitchy picture. Don't smile!" "But it's hard not too!"

You were a child, crawling on your knees toward it.

In this morning's dream, I was taking care of an elderly woman. On our way inside a bookstore, we meet an author who just recently published a book. Upon seeing her, the elderly woman scowls and insists on going inside the store. After bringing her inside, I rush back outside to ask the author to sign my copy of her book. Instead of signing it with a signature, she draws a picture with her black felt pen and the picture becomes a moving picture in vivid color - almost like a little film.

After signing it she says to me, "You saw it too, huh? It's funny that I should draw this picture for you. It's what I saw before I began writing my book. All you need is a little inspiration."

Feeling a little tripped out, I walk back inside the store to find the woman I was taking care of. My supervisor yells at me for not staying with her and tells me to take her to her room. After taking her to her room, I come back downstairs where several little children are putting on a play for the people in the library. Their play was really a ritual, but to carry it out, a life had to be forfeit. It was between the dog or the baby who (coincidentally) shared the same room with the elderly woman. After realizing this, I rushed to my feet yelling for someone to pass me a stethoscope to hear the dog's heart with and a phone to call emergency in case of a death.

It turns out the kids couldn't finish performing the ritual. The dog was alive. The baby was alive. All was good.

Still in my dream, I'm wondering why my alarm didn't go off. I figured I should wake up and check the time so I wouldn't be late for work. I wake myself up, look at the time on my cellphone and jump out of bed.

"Shit," I say to myself. "I'm late!"

Quote of The Day: 20090517

"I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."

- Albert Einstein

Another Unkept Secret

When it rains on this side of town, it touches everything.

I wish I didn't have to, but I wasn't given a choice.

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Churros are delicious. I'd have preferred it if they had been freshly made, but I'm not complaining. They definitely satisfy my sweet tooth in a way ice cream never will.



Now that I've moved back into my room (which, by the way, is still disorderly but getting better), I've been feeling like adding to the bare walls, to unpacking the final box and really just claiming it as my own. After all, most of the time I spend at home is spent in those four walls.