I am pleased whenever I find a phone alarm already saved for an odd hour, and I only need switch it on....I walk in trodden ground, my way eases by old footsteps.....
“less and less frequently do we encounter people with the ability to tell a tale properly…it is as if something that seemed inalienable to us, the securest among our possessions, was taken from us: the ability to exchange experiences.” (1936)
it's kind of incredible that, no matter how 'radical' people are willing to cop to being, moral cosmopolitanism consistently seems to find itself past even that line
if i was a peacock i would be doing this all the time instead of the feather stuff i guess sort of like a hipster peacock thing admittedly, like yeah i’m not a normal peacock really