Melancholia and Isherwood Musings New Years Eve Party I, Francis Chapin, American, 1899-1965, via Art Institute of Chicago Website I first read Goodbye to Berlin last summer, months after my infatuation with the Kander and Ebb musical adaptation Cabaret began. I read the book during the summer where it rained nearly constantly, following the heatwave the year prior where London was so scorching the city almost seemed to be burning for its sins. That summer I’d take long walks

2026: What do I want to work on? Work out? Work towards? Matter of fact, why do I ask myself these questions every year? I guess I want to understand how to spend my energy so I can move in a direction aligned with my higher self. Energy is precious. It’s a substance that cannot be created or destroyed, only transferred – that’s why they say energy is contagious. I like your energy! I like hers too. Energy is quantifiable: I have a lot of energy! I have no energy at all. But

Weird Girls have Weird Hobbies For one of my forty books of 2025, I read Thinking Fast and Slow by Daniel Kahneman. It was a bit heady and dense at some points, but full of interesting studies around the human brain and cognition. Toward the end, he explores something called a U-index that was a measure of unhappiness in people. film fun mag, unknown artist, via art institute of chicago In that section, he made a distinction between passive and active participation in someth

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the sacred heart represents Jesus Christs' divine love for humanity Today, after going to the cobbler, I stopped in to see my New York grandpa. We always talk about the weather, food, and our love lives. He knew that my most recent relationship wouldn't work out and we meditated on how "people aren't the same anymore, men don't come up to women and say 'hello, I think you're beautiful, i'd like to take you on a date' and women get scared when they do" and when you talk to som

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