i want to be so disgustingly well read. i want to be sitting at tables and speaking of books with names that roll off your tongue like an exotic animal’s name. i want to talk about theories and the science and philosophy and the universe and religion and love and my career.
I realized I spoke more passionately about the things that upset me more than the things that brought me peace and happiness. I don’t want to be the kind of person who obsesses over their pain. I’m Learning how to change the conversation and redirect that energy creatively.