"The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink."
"In loneliness, the lonely one eats himself; in a crowd, the many eat him. Now choose."
My bedroom window. At home working on my day off of work 💪😜
"…To whom shall I send what the heavenly influence of Sirius, in these scorching days and torrid hours that we call the dog days, has made the fixed stars precipitate within my brain, the pretty fireflies of the firmament drill into me from on high, the dean of the zodiac blast into my head, and the seven planets whisper into my ears?"
Giordano Bruno, “The Candlemaker” 1582
at Park City Mountain Resort
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to tell you guys: IT’S SO DAMN COLD. (at Park City Mountain Resort)
Not messing around this morning…
8 hours. 0 degrees. Lots of coffee refills. @irideparkcity (at Park City Mountain Resort)
It’s even colder than it looks. (at Park City Mountain Resort)
Yesterday I said that I didn’t think it was going to snow. I was wrong.
"Each of us needs something of an island in his life—if not an actual island, at least some place, or space in time, in which to be himself, free to cultivate his differences from others."
John Keats, Of Time and an Island
Can’t be there so I’ll bring it here. Just missing a couple things/people… #oregon