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The first are guys from TDS, the others are normal. Nugget not included since it doesn't die (Nugget W forever)
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SWTD OC Deaths
The first are guys from TDS, the others are normal. Nugget not included since it doesn't die (Nugget W forever)
Elaboration Later.. maybey.
🎨 Douglas Gray, American gothic, 2021.
The streets would smell again of oil and orange blossoms, in the evening there would be light, people would sit and chat in outdoor cafés, and he would drink real coffee to the sound of guitars.
Cafe Scene, 1955: A view through an oval window to a pavement cafe in Venice. Colour Photography book. (Photo by Ernst Haas/Ernst Haas/Getty Images) // Table of Two in Venice by Douglas Gray // Simone de Beauvoir, from The Mandarins, 1954
(Art: Painting by Douglas Gray)
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It is easy to mourn the lives we aren't living. Easy to wish we'd developed other talents, said yes to different offers. Easy to wish we'd worked harder, loved better, handled our finances more astutely, been more popular, stayed in the band, gone to Australia, said yes to the coffee or done more bloody yoga.
It takes no effort to miss the friends we didn't make and the work we didn't do the people we didn't do and the people we didn't marry and the children we didn't have. It is not difficult to see yourself through the lens of other people, and to wish you were all the different kaleidoscopic versions of you they wanted you to be. It is easy to regret, and keep regretting, ad infinitum, until our time runs out.
But it is not lives we regret not living that are the real problem. It is the regret itself. It's the regret that makes us shrivel and wither and feel like our own and other people's worst enemy.
We can't tell if any of those other versions would of been better or worse. Those lives are happening, it is true, but you are happening as well, and that is the happening we have to focus on.
~Matt Haig
(Book: The Midnight Library)
[Philo Thoughts]
Douglas Gray (Harrogate, 1965)
Artist: Douglas Gray.
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