Last night my two friends told me really deep secrets, and I was touched and felt all warm and fuzzy and wanted to do all these things with them in the future.
Then today when I was leaving, I got this overwhelming feeling that I’ll never see them again, and I don’t know really if I will. Life just moves and changes so quickly, and we’re not traveling down the same paths.
(Source: cheyenne-marie)
I found this man on 7th Avenue in Park Slope. He was leaning heavily on his cane, looking down, wearing a grimaced face. I felt bad for him, so I smiled and waved when I walked past. His face changed completely. He lit up, smiled wide, and gave me a cheery greeting. There was nothing forced about it. He seemed like a man who went through life looking for the smallest excuses to be happy.
I walked 50 feet down the sidewalk, turned around, and walked back to him. “I want to take your photo,” I told him, “because of how big you smiled when I walked by.”
He said: “Well I saw someone smiling at me who I didn’t even know. So I thought: ‘By God! I Better do something!’”
From the first chapter of Research Methods for Community Change by Randy Stoecker (2005) entitled “But I Don’t Do Research” cited to the following website: http://www.hotelnewsresource.com/studies/study0195.htm
I’m flying off to LA this afternoon. I see her tomorrow. It seems strangely appropriate that today’s final (or possibly penultimate) Moment of Amanda is a quote from her very own blog.
when i went in to record the album that i’m going to put out this fall,…
I mostly agree with a lot of this. I’m not an artist though.
My daughter has chosen the Dark Side
omg.
jesus christ
omfg literally laughing out loud
I laughed out loud, too! Priceless.
(Source: youtube.com)