“Life is too short for bad coffee and light beer.”
— some random guy on the internet today.
If good coffee and dark beer is the standard for living a good life, I’m doing pretty damn well for myself.
I haven’t had internet access at my house for about a month. Not really by choice. Mostly by laziness. It turns out that grown-up things like dealing with the cable company can really suck.
The lack of internet has been nice. I still don’t really have it except at work and school. It is amazing how a life apart from internet really changes how you experience the world.
And this one. Oh my god.
Today, I have added something new to my bucket list:
Learn the Argentine Tango.
It is basically like having sex on the dance floor. Except classy.
Have some wine,
since you’ll be sleeping
for a long time underground,
lacking a best buddy,
or a fast friend or lover.
Be careful to tell no one
this hidden secret:
not every withered tulip
is going to bloom again.
![fotojournalismus:
Vedran Smajlović performs in Sarajevo’s partially destroyed National Library in 1992. Smailović became famous by taking his cello into the streets of Sarajevo during the siege. Regularly playing his cello in ruined buildings during the siege of Sarajevo, most notably performing Albinoni’s Adagio in G Minor. He protested against violence and murder by playing during bombings and funerals. He left the city in 1993 and never played again in his hometown. Till the 5th of April 2012.
[Credit : Mikhail Evstafiev]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m22lhaOvjm1r44q44o1_500.jpg)
Vedran Smajlović performs in Sarajevo’s partially destroyed National Library in 1992. Smailović became famous by taking his cello into the streets of Sarajevo during the siege. Regularly playing his cello in ruined buildings during the siege of Sarajevo, most notably performing Albinoni’s Adagio in G Minor. He protested against violence and murder by playing during bombings and funerals. He left the city in 1993 and never played again in his hometown. Till the 5th of April 2012.
[Credit : Mikhail Evstafiev]
Mix together
wine, song and heavenly lover
if you can,
and sit on the bank
of a purling stream.
Don’t look for anything better,
don’t speak of a forgotten hell;
for, really,
there is no other heaven than this.
Omar Khayyám (tr. Juan Cole).
If we can’t enjoy the moment that we are experiencing right now, can we actually enjoy anything?
Sometimes when I’m high, I have little epiphanies about life and other things. So here is one I’m having right now.
I am such an anxious person. I worry how my interactions with people will affect my future interactions with them. I think about all the negative directions my life could go. The cliche concept of “living in the moment” is something I am rarely able to achieve because I am too wrapped up in shifting my focus away from the present.
If I’m unable to truly be present in what is happening right now, how can I expect to find any kind of happiness in that moment?
I can’t, and I don’t.
Anyways. I’m glad I understand this now. I have to recognize the issue before I can address it.
Night view of the Sante Fe R. R. yard; Kansas City, Kansas. ca. 1940s.
