“ I’ve been making a list of things they don’t teach you in school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to move on when the one you love walks away from you. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing. ” - Neil Gaiman
It will be the same as it has always been and you are right to pack
your heart in ice if you believe this.
James Tate, excerpt from Wait for Me
I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads Federico Lorca, from Floating Bridges
There are no rules for this. Things are easier when there’s a code of behavior. Waiting
for Saturday to pass into Sunday & Sunday into the work week so one knows what to do
with their time. Language neither the problem nor the cure, just something to occupy myself with.
No one taught me the softness of the quilt against my cheek. It was something I could only
learn myself. No one taught me how to deal with emotion. How to handle restless nights.
& so I lied when I said I didn’t know how I got here: a series of bad mistakes & misjudgments.
A touch of idealism. Hope then disappointment. Really I’ve traveled nowhere. Standing in the same place
for three years. Still wearing the same blue jeans, only now a hole in the knee. Gina Myers, excerpt from A Model Year (Part 4 of 5)