cynosure

For anyone who’s ever loved anyone in any way… this is for you.

The Man Who Didn’t Believe in Love
by don Miguel Ruiz (from The Mastery of Love)

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Aimlessly staring in the middle of the day, it occurred to me, mid-sentence in horror: I’m probably bored.

I used to say I never got bored because I always had so many things to do, read, and watch, but the obvious is that just because you have a long to-do list doesn’t mean you want to do any of what’s listed, nor does it shield you from ennui.

I want to be inspired. I want to fail. I want to keep picking myself up. I really, really want to grow, to challenge myself.

The thing is, I always know I can be doing better.

Something to work towards in February: Evolve creativity.

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It seems that cold is inspiring to ones who have never braved a real winter. And also to ones who have.

Maybe I’ll live somewhere freezing for a while and learn how to do differently.

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