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We have decided to live forever or die in the attempt.
Tomorrow, I will try again. Try harder than I did today. The past two days, I let go of all progress I’ve been making. Tonight it ends. Goodnight.

Tomorrow, I will try again. Try harder than I did today.

The past two days, I let go of all progress I’ve been making. Tonight it ends.

Goodnight.

(Source: uplate-atnight)

Jerry loved his bathrobe so much he set out to Michael’s (the fabric and crafting store, not your friend’s house) to fetch the finest fabric readily available at a store located in suburbia."It’s where all big-named designers got their roots, guys."Sure thing, Jerry.Finishing some beverages at my place before heading out that night, Jerry pops out of his room wearing this.We hated Jerry.

Jerry loved his bathrobe so much he set out to Michael’s (the fabric and crafting store, not your friend’s house) to fetch the finest fabric readily available at a store located in suburbia.

"It’s where all big-named designers got their roots, guys."

Sure thing, Jerry.

Finishing some beverages at my place before heading out that night, Jerry pops out of his room wearing this.

We hated Jerry.

(Source: tommyton, via starvingsartorialist)

"What ho! Alas, as a collective result from the combined forces of my super speedo, earthing American football shoulder pads, and my small-nosed gator heart I have begat a pink orb of impassioned hatred to thrust in your general direction! Look at my nails and thigh-high boots!"

"What ho! Alas, as a collective result from the combined forces of my super speedo, earthing American football shoulder pads, and my small-nosed gator heart I have begat a pink orb of impassioned hatred to thrust in your general direction! Look at my nails and thigh-high boots!"

(Source: dbzscreencaps)

Monday? Monday.

Where to begin, where to begin. Let’s try repetition.

I woke up today to a gentle alarm, a soft air gliding over my face delivered with care from the fan above me. I had been struggling to wake up early the past few weeks, but I reassured myself that those instances were extinct.

Getting up, I stepped towards the door, turning the fan off as I reached my exit - softly, so as to not wake the beauty resting beside me.

27 degrees outside. I greeted it. Reaching the outdoors, the cold filled my lungs and I was off, serenaded by stories unfolded by “This American Life.” Defeating the cold so early set a tone for my morning, day, and week. I ran for miles, listening to stories of sacrifice. With the stories’ completion, they left me with the cold and my footsteps as the streets lightly lit up from the light of other early risers.

Am I pleased with the status quo? Not quite. The comfort of it frightens me. Too repetitive. Stagnancy seems to be my shadow, but I’ll fight to get it off my back. There’s too much to earn, to learn, experience, share, love, enjoy, despise. 

It’s time to get going. Let’s get it going.

Monday.

The wife & I got into some German food tonight.  (at Affäre)

The wife & I got into some German food tonight. (at Affäre)