Monday, January 02, 2012

"To fly is to be perfectly ourselves."

No vertigo from these heights. Rolling hills keep me grounded, make that burning almost too much. I bear it.


A new year, a new lack of resistance for a list.

Read: The Golden Compass, Philip Pullman; Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?, Mindy Kaling; High Fidelity, Nick Hornby; Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Philip K. Dick. Many rhetorical questions to be answered in these titles.

Seen: Winter's Bone; The Kids Are All Right

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