For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
–Version written by Eric Roth – The Curious Case of Benjamin Button Screenplay
Great movie, great quote. I keep coming back to these words when searching for motivation and inspiration. Never fails.
We are only human. And we’re slow, we ignore hints, we don’t get life, we don’t get anything! We love and we hate. We’re selfish and we make excuses. We trip and fall, and we pick ourselves back up again. Life didn’t come with instructions, so we try to live it the best we can. And then, just when we think we’ve got it all figured out, we make the same f*cking mistakes over and over again. Because we’re only human. Surprise!
Let’s give each other a break.
I don’t know why this quote always makes me kinda sad. Knowing that a day can go to waste, that we won’t remember a thing because nothing remarkable happened, is disappointing. But it’s true — there will always be days that we won’t remember.
Notice how easy it is to vividly remember certain days? Maybe you met someone special that day, graduated, stripped naked at a party, or maybe something tragic happened. That’s the way it is. That’s the only way a memory will stay with you. We can try to make each day count though by simply doing what we love. And even if we don’t remember what we did that day, we’ll know we lived it to the fullest. An example of NOT living a day to the fullest would be lying on the couch and watching reality TV all day. You get the point…
Make each day a remarkable one!
Lady-like and ‘normal’ are made-up words by men. If I have a bottle of wine at home, begging to be drunk, because it is in its last few drops, I would drink from the bottle if I want. It’s not fair for a clean wineglass to go through that trouble for just a couple of drops. I wouldn’t do it if I’m sharing the wine with other people, but what the hell?
There’s something quite dramatic and poetic about sitting on a floor or your bed, barefoot, writing poetry or whatever while sipping straight out of a bottle. Maybe I’ve watched too many films… It is incidentally happy hour somewhere. So, bottoms up!
This post is a most random thought, inspired by yet another lazy article I read about things a “lady” doesn’t do. Ladies, you do you.
I couldn't agree more with this statement.
I came to a stop, a traffic light
And saw you shining
Bright, you million lights
Looking like a dream, you blew my mind
Couldn’t have missed you even if blind.
Wrapped around bushes and branches,
Windows and doors,
You bring bliss and glee
that passersby adore.
Oh, Christmas lights
Light up my way on cloudy nights.
But what if they did buy you flowers, and held your hand, and gave you all their hours when they had the chance, and took you to every party cause all you wanted to do was dance…and it still failed?
Sometimes shit just doesn’t work.