Tightrope to the Sun: Hump Day Jams

Wednesday, May 29

Hellllo! It's been a weird few days and while I have a post coming up about the bad, let's focus on the good.

I'm finally starting my clinicals for school! I'm almost done! I know who really cares for me! The rain is magic! Summer!!!

This song has always sounded like summer to me and I have warm memories of this song. When I got this CD, it was right before my junior year and it's the only CD I listened to. That was when I first started Advanced Theater and this song has always sounded like that summer. Still sounds like it. I love nostalgia. JUST CALL ME GATSBY.

This song is called Strawberry Swing by Coldplay. Enjoy, lovelies :)

words

Confess to yourself in the deepest hour of the night whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. Dig deep into your heart, where the answer spreads its roots in your being, and ask yourself solemnly, 'Must I write?'

-Rainer Maria Rilke

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

-Ernest Hemingway

Study broadly and without fear.

-John Green

Writing is hard. Not as hard as not writing. Not writing is torturous, bloody, chaotic, and a gruesome winless battle. A writer who writes, knows peace, lives connected to truth. Not writing is ache, betrayal, death of the soul and imagination.

-Coco J. Ginger

Hump Day Jams

Wednesday, May 29

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