“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”—Mark Twain (via bruisedlimbs)
It takes 7 seconds for food to pass from mouth to stomach. A human hair can hold 3 kg. The length of the penis is three times the length of the thumb. The femur is as hard as concrete. A woman's heart beats faster than a man's. Women blink twice as much as men. We use 300 muscles just to keep our balance when we stand. The woman has read this entire text. The man is still looking at his thumb.
more recently I have been immersing myself into music again, I tend to do this when things become unsettling with life again, yet strangely enough I am totally content - for the time being at least - I have been listening to a lot of new music, things I have never heard before and falling in love so easily with the words and melodies. I used to blog a lot more, and I used to write a lot more, but it gets tougher to keep up with it as life goes on. And it gets harder to spill my guts out, especially on a blog where things tend to be so public and so much less personal. And I sat here with a pen and paper for a real long time but could produce nothing, but I’ve been itching to write and let my thoughts flow. So, I have been writing this paragraph stream of consciousness (other than fixing my grammatical errors, because I am by no means a great typist). I’ve missed this. I’ve missed writing. I’ve been browsing through tumblr through most of the day on and off, and I have found so many beautiful things and so many beautiful people.
Lately I’ve had a lot on my mind. Lots to take up the space with. I don’t think I’ve reflected upon things so much as I have in the past few days since high school. Which was a very long time ago…People come and go from my life, but its very few who leave an impact and its very few who I take the time to think about let alone bother to write about. Most people tend to be fleeting. I cannot express myself very well sometimes, and others I express myself too much. And it is the rare person I can spill my guts to.
I need to update my playlists. Hip hop you are no longer satisfying me. Time to return to my roots. Classics and even some of the new stuff that has got me feeling a desire to create and think again. I feel like my mind has been so busy running on auto pilot lately. I haven’t really been thinking about life much at least not like I used to. I used to be so contemplative, things are different now. I think it is time to get back to some of that wonder and hope and dreaming. Because I am still young, theres no rush to become an adult just yet. I miss doing stupid things or crazy things or non sensical things, just because we could…