"As lovers of the beautiful we are all outlaws! Humanity hates us" (Gustave Flaubert)
Saturday, May 15, 2010
I never want to miss opportunities. I never want to fall behind on emails. I never want to lose touch with someone for whom I care deeply. I must be conscientious of these things. Time has this way of flowing, overwhelming you into unconsciousness. Life is one foot in front of the other, and if you don't direct your footsteps, you will still be marching ever forward. Keep track of it, friends. Keep track of friends.