Hot water, cold water, warm milk, vanilla syrup, iced coffee.. the list goes on and on of the possibilites of Via. Now when I'm running late on time I can quickly perk myself up and hopefully turn my day around (Y). Go try Via today at Starbucks.
There's more than one way to grasp the world in the palm of your hands..
Saturday, September 26, 2009
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
i'm always awaiting the new issue of nylon it feels.. can't wait to grab a copy and sit in starbucks with a vanilla latte. the best. even better is megan fox on the cover.
Awaiting me almost mockingly today was my visa bill(s).. ohhh life ! These are a few things I might buy if I wasn't poor, maybe I will pay them a tribute and recreate my own versions.
Have you learned the lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for you? Have you not learned great lessons from those who braced themselves against you, and disputed passage with you?