For all the night-sky-watchers, secret-poetry-writers, late-night-criers, wish-makers, time-travel-aspirants, pinky-promisers. For all the "should’ves" and "could’ves", and for all the “if onlys” that ricochet in between our daydreams and nightmares. This is for you.
Take on a second job, and make sure it’s soul crushing. While your degree can’t seem to get you into a full-time gig, it does take you out of the running for the easy, low-pressure jobs you might enjoy — like barista or library book-shelver — where human resources departments will wonder Why would she want this job? Soon, you’ll land a position in an office where the entire staff is fluent in the language of boredom, and before you know it, you’ll be “shooting people emails” and “touching base” and “getting your ducks in a row.” To stave off the sort of suicidal ideations bred only in cubicles, challenge yourself! Stack all available reams of paper in a wall around the copier, and make your co-workers bust through, Kool-Aid Man-style, to get their reports. Have an intern steal someone’s lunch, then make everyone play a few rounds of “Who Stole the Cookie from the Cookie Jar?” to find out who it was. See how long you can go without speaking to another human being. If no one notices, start speaking entirely in office affirmations — “You’re a shining star!”, “Way to go, team!”, “You really went above and beyond.” Give lots of high-fives and, when you get home, eat a cookie for every one that wasn’t with yourself.
Laura Winther, “The Adjunct’s Survival Guide,” McSweeneys.net (via gracebello)
Hey, do you mind if I tell you a story, one you might not have heard? All the elements in your body were forged many, many millions of years ago in the heart of a far away star that exploded and died. That explosion scattered those elements across the designations of deep space; after so, so many millions of years, these elements came together to form new stars and new planets and on and on it went. The elements came together and burst apart, forming shoes and ships and ceiling wax and cabbages and kings until eventually they came together to make you. You are unique in the universe. There is only one Mary Gejelh, and there will never be another. Getting rid of that existence isn’t a sacrifice, it is a waste.
The Doctor (The Rings of Akhaten) [Written by Neil Cross]
When patients were committed to the Willard Asylum for the Insane in Upstate New York, they arrived with a suitcase packed with all of the possessions they thought they needed for their time inside. Most never left. The mental hospital had an average stay of nearly 30 years. When patients died, they were buried in nameless graves across the street of the asylum. Their suitcases, with all their worldly possessions, were locked in an attic and forgotten. In 1995, an employee of the mental hospital discovered the suitcases, 400 of them. They date from 1910 to 1960. Now, photographer Jon Crispin is cataloging each suitcase and opening a window into the lives - and the minds - of the people deemed too unwell to be allowed in society.
The year of letting go
Of understanding loss, grace of the word ‘no’
And also being able to say ‘you are not kind’
The year of humanity/humility
When the whole world couldn’t get out of bed
Everyone I’ve met this year says the same thing
‘You are so easy to be around, how do you do that?’
The year I broke open and dug out all the rot with own hands
The year I learnt small talk
And how to smile at strangers
The year I understood that I am my best when I reach out and ask ‘do you want to be my friend?’
The year of sugar, everywhere
Softness. sweetness. honey honey.
The year of being alone
And learning how much I like it
The year of hugging people I don’t know because I want to know them
The year I made peace and love
There needs to be a code word or something that means “my brain is fighting me every step of the way today and I feel like I’m going to vibrate out of my skin, so I need you to forgive everything and go slowly and speak softly and lower your expectations.” And then we could all just be like, “I know I said we could go to a movie tonight but… tangerines.” And the other person would nod and squeeze your elbow or rub your head and you wouldn’t feel like a failure.