Currently Listening: "Wait, Wait, Wait" by The Format, "Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't" by Brand New; "The Noose," by A Perfect Circle.
I have waited sometime to post this, but now that all the Neccessary Ones have been informed, I will gladly inform you of the future — the kind of manical future that most pretend to ignore but can never leave their hearts out of the clouds about — and what I plan to do with it, at least for the next year.
Yes I went to Israel and stood in front of the Wailing Wall and became envious of the Finnish friend I had befriended who was going on to Greece along the Mediterrenean via ferry the following day after we took a train to Haifa. Yes I spent two weeks back in the Valley before riding with Justin in a steel tube at high velocity across the skies to Portland, and yes, as expected, I continued to love Portland and Justin came to love it. We loved the rain, the buildings, the trains, the green, we loved time with friends old and new.
However, I'm not moving, not just yet. I told a few people and they waived off my idea of moving to Seattle or Portland as if they knew it would never come to pass — equatting that with plans to spend time in the English countryside two years ago or flying to Tokyo for Grant's wedding last year — but do away with the naysayers who have withheld the laying down of dreams and plans out of a trite fear that they would never be fulfilled and they would face unsuccess. Woe is them, I would say — pronounce them woefully sorrowful of all they are missing out on by planning and dreaming. I give props to only a few, and the rest I can gladly dismiss. The inactive must always judge the failures of the active. To them: I have already achieved more and seen more then the next five generations of your family will. Therefore – shush! - and do not speak a word.
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