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my baby’s 21st in aguadilla, puerto rico.

//// she was filled with melancholy but my heart beamed with joy. she’s blessed me with another year and another day to celebrate all that she is. i hope someday she sees the light that lives inside of her

what a joy joy joy

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I know that my destiny must entail something very specific because the lessons are weighed out and tailored with divinely orchestrated detailing.

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Frank O'Hara, from Selected Poems

[Text ID: it’s April / no May / it’s May // such little things have to be established in the morning]

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Carp Diem, 2019; Finger painted by Iris Scott (American, b. 1984)

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skateboard sets by Yoshitomo Nara

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I wonder if you talked about me, as you went home, or thought of me when the moon rose,

Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Vanessa Bell written c. August 1908, from The Letters of Virginia Woolf: Vol. I (1888-1912)

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Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but "steal' some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.

Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959