I’m ready for fall. I want to hide under blankets and jackets. Drink sugary warm coffee and tell myself that I deserve it because I’ve been good. I dreamed I put up the Christmas tree because I needed to. Because I couldn’t wait, and then I realized that I couldn’t stand looking at it and Chris helped me push it back into the closet.

Scene: location of a robbery a conversation between myself and an officer.

Cop: Hey, did you move that?

Me: No, that would be journalistically dishonest.

Cop: [weird sidewise look]

Me: For real though I didn’t touch it.

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from 

Capricorn: This week, hard work can keep your head clear and your blood flowing. This week, you can get a little lost in the projects that you care about. You can write the stories you need to read, you can sing the songs you need to hear, you can see the world you need taking shape around you. If you keep moving, your vision will be clear and your sleep can be sweet. You can follow the golden stars above your head, you can follow the lights of the city around you, you can follow your own heartbeat home.

Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

I always allow myself the guilty pleasure The Rumbler’s horoscope because they’re just little letters of encouragement. Always a weekly reminder you’ll be ok as long as you stay positive.     

slaughterhouse90210
slaughterhouse90210:

“Basically, I realized I was living in that awful stage of life between twenty-six to and thirty-seven known as stupidity. It’s when you don’t know anything, not even as much as you did when you were younger, and you don’t even have a philosophy about all the things you don’t know, the way you did when you were twenty or would again when you were thirty-eight.” ― Lorrie Moore, Anagrams

slaughterhouse90210:

“Basically, I realized I was living in that awful stage of life between twenty-six to and thirty-seven known as stupidity. It’s when you don’t know anything, not even as much as you did when you were younger, and you don’t even have a philosophy about all the things you don’t know, the way you did when you were twenty or would again when you were thirty-eight.”
― Lorrie Moore,
Anagrams