Day 315 of Project 365: Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.

I’m thankful that this is a shorter workweek. It has been a difficult one to be in public service. And then Leonard Cohen died. What a year 2016 has been, and it’s not even over.

I read Margaret Atwood’s “The Handmaid’s Tale” for the first time about twenty years ago and I re-read it every few years. It may seem like an odd choice for a “comfort read” considering how bleak the story is. But it’s got this quote, which I appreciated today.

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Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: the kettle on the boil.

Day 309 of Project 365: Worse things happen at sea.

I was thumbing through this fun book my dad sent called “Let’s Bring Back: The Lost Language Edition” and found this phrase. It is meant to be soothing but it sounds pretty ominous too. (Bonus failed Uncial in the corner.)

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Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: nothing in particular. Must be time for sleep.

Day 104 of Project 365: Hang on tightly, let go lightly.

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We all have those days. You know the kind. The emotional hits start and they keep on coming.  That’s when I turn to Jack’s mantra from “Croupier”, a favorite film of mine. And some pretty ink the color of well-loved blue jeans doesn’t hurt at all.

  • Ink: Private Reserve Midnight Blues
  • Pen: Pilot Vanishing Point LE (Medium)
  • Paper: Bloc Rhodia No. 16

Writing from: my makeshift study in the dining-room. Listening to: “Your Best American Girl” by Mitski.