I am very tired and a bit unnecessarily sad and I want to post about the interesting things I've already done this year but everything feels a bit too difficult at the moment.
And Mary Oliver died today and someone posted this thing she wrote and although I like her poems I hadn't read this before and it made me think of "hopepunk" which seems to be a new thing (so far only on tumblr?) and also about trying to be conscious about the emotions I let take over so RIP Mary and thank you.
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And Mary Oliver died today and someone posted this thing she wrote and although I like her poems I hadn't read this before and it made me think of "hopepunk" which seems to be a new thing (so far only on tumblr?) and also about trying to be conscious about the emotions I let take over so RIP Mary and thank you.
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.
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