AN ODE TO MAYBES

My name is Caitlin. I blog about music and movies and TV shows that I like, as well as cats, travel and feminism. I write lots of lists. lurkers lurking

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i’m gonna get my blue card and tutor refugee kids, starting in august. i have a job interview on monday as a receptionist/apt setter for a home business in the next suburb over and that’ll be good too! how do u live with meaning. why do i feel like life is just slamming ur head against the pavement and then getting up and walking about like nothing ever happened. how do we even think about moving forward, i don’t get it. i never got it. 

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NGV Australia October 2016: John Olsen: The You Beaut Country

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I'll Finish the Dishes When I'm Dead

Caught up in what I've come to call the Overwhelm, the thought kept nagging me: Was I not just bad at time, was I squandering my one and only life?

‘“...You can’t manage time. Time never changes. There will always be 168 hours in a week. What you can manage are the activities you choose to do in that time. And what busy and overwhelmed people need to realize, she said, is that you will never be able to do everything you think you need to, want to or should do. “When we die, the email inbox will still be full. The to-do list will still be there. But you won’t,” she told us. “Eighty percent of the email that comes in is crap anyway, and it takes you the equivalent of 19 1/2 weeks a year just to sort through. Eighty percent of your to-do list is crap. Look, the stuff of life never ends. That is life. You will never clear your plate so you can finally allow yourself to get to the good stuff. So you have to decide. What do you want to accomplish in this life? What’s important to you right now? And realize that what’s important now may not be two years from now. It’s always changing.”’

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Love 

Art

And reversed

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“I want to concentrate on life, I want to bring it into my mind, I want to make a bonfire, a signal, a pole, a pivot, a center, a mandala that will make me concentrate on life, I want to build myself a colossal phallus, dear Shiva, my friend, with an orange flower on its head, around which to stop or travel or sing songs like the saints of Nepal that fly over the valleys, or play gigantic trumpets, or cultivate gardens or scatter seeds, the seedman’s and mine. I want to make myself a filling pump where I can fill up forever on 4-star fuel, fill up my veins and set them alight. I want to build myself a temple to deposit biscuits in, immense plates of meringues and cream for the gods of sleep.”

Ettore Sottsass Jr (via thetriumphofpostmodernism)

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I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You’d think we’d be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces - they’re everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping, Nick. You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it would mean that such a thing is still possible?

David Levithan (via wordsthat-speak)

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So please, please, please Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want, this time

Haven’t had a good dream in a long time See, the life I’ve had can make a good man bad So for once in my life, let me get what I want Lord knows, it would be the first time.

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Brave

Kind

Strong

Creative

Compassionate

Assertive

Genuine

Loving

Brave

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I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via thequotejournals)

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Egon Schiele Field of Flowers 19109 Black chalk, gouache, and gold bronze paint on paper