"The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it." - Carl JungI used to mourn the temporary nature of experience and wish that good things could last forever, but I've finally learned to understand the value of inhabiting an experience during its time and the value of reflective distance from it. I am no longer so obsessed with improving my life (certainly, the new affliction of the semi-affluent twentysomething generation) and all I'm interested in is living my life, doing some good while I'm here, and loving the piss out of everyone who means something to me. This is it. I've got these days, and weeks, and years, and all this living to do. There are projects to accomplish, adventures to have, big cities to live in, hearts to break, people to break my heart, risks to take, great conversations to have, an ass to shake, kisses to give, tattoos to get, words to write, and big fat feelings.
