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Nineteen in New Orleans. Sculpture major and future homesteader. Lover of boxing, grappling, bears, music, art, literature, philosophy and nature.
Friday, July 25
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Thursday, July 24
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Wednesday, July 23
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I’ve felt strange this whole summer. I feel like I’ve lost touch with reality, like I’ve lost all sense of causation and consequence, like I’ve been on autopilot for months now. I catch myself zoning out more and more often, out of touch with the world I’m in and the people around me. It’s kind of scary, to be honest, because it reminds me of how I was in high school, but I’ve written it off thusfar as an unfortunate, unavoidable reaction to the dullness and senselessness of my summer job. 

Today, I caught myself zoning out at the wheel. I reacted too slowly to a driver stopping in front of me. Had all been normal, I would’ve been fine, but the road was slick with rain and I rammed into the car. Her vehicle was almost completely unscathed - her bumper was cracked - but the front of my car took significant damage. At first, I thought it was superficial, but upon closer inspection, the impact warped the steel frame of my car. The guts of the vehicle have shifted with the frame, and we can’t get the hood open to check the damage. It could be in near-perfect condition or it could be irreparably damaged. Even if it’s fine, the car needs body work, two fixed headlights and a new hood. My insurance will double and the driver’s bumper needs to be paid for.

Suddenly I am very much in touch with reality, and the reality is overwhelming. This could cost me several thousand dollars. All I have at present is $1,500, and I’ll walk away from this summer with $3,000 at most. I usually pay for a year’s membership at my BJJ school at the beginning of the fall semester, and that comes out to about $1,000. I don’t know if I can afford it. The trip to Japan I’d planned for next summer is off the table. I may need to get a weekend job, which would leave me less time to study, and I have Calculus this semester. I have no idea what I’m going to do.

I won’t know how much it’ll cost until we get an estimate from the body shop, and it doesn’t matter. It costs what it costs; it was out of my hands the moment the crash happened. All I can do is deal with the problems at hand in the present moment, and after spending so much time avoiding the present, that feels downright weird.


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Tuesday, July 22
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
— D. H. Lawrence (via sanjiago)

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Monday, July 21
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theanticool:


11x World Champion, 3x Olympic Gold Medalist in Greco-Roman Alexander Karelin.

Look at his face as he lifts.

theanticool:

11x World Champion, 3x Olympic Gold Medalist in Greco-Roman Alexander Karelin.

Look at his face as he lifts.


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Sunday, July 20
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asylum-art:

Miniature Worlds Emerge on Top of Wooden Animals by Maico Akiba     

Sekai, Japanese  for ‘world’, is a series of clever sculptures by Maico Akiba, in which tiny little worlds emerge on the backs of wooden animals. The sculptor and illustrator collects the small figures from Souvenir From Tokyo, the National Museum of Art and Design Tokyo museum shop. She uses miniature trees, cars, people, and even telephone poles to build the detailed scenes on wooden creatures like a panda bear, a hippo, and a turtle, who co-exist with the green landscapes glued to their backs.



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Saturday, July 19
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It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.
— Hugh Laurie (via larmoyante)

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Friday, July 18
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On the plus side, I spotted a really cool fireman’s carry setup from ouchi gari, so it wasn’t a complete waste.


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