Poetry for snacking. Feelings for days.

11.

Do more with

purpose

knowing every being

will be

OK!

 

19c.

Let them have small talk.

Let them have tables between

them

and candles that flicker

and bread.

Let them have helpings of salad

and

helpings of little white lies,

awk war d pau ses

and

forced conversations.

Let them have the bread.

I’d rather be together in

bed. With you and a $9 bottle of wine

on a Sunday afternoon.

 

1.

And after some time, she found that she fell out of love

just as suddenly

as

she

fell

into

it.

 

3.

Beauty is subjective.

Irrational.

Wild.

Sometimes simple

(because simple can be wild too).

Beauty is s p a c e and time

and heartache.

It’s knowing who you are at your core

(and the things you had to do to find out).

Beauty is and has always been

everywhere

you

look.

It’s in and why we choose to go on.

Yes, beauty flows through you

like

molten

glitter

in

your

veins.

The universe’s best kept antidote.

And when you feel it (feel it!),

you reveal it to the world.

 

6.

You are who you are.

And I am who I am.

You cannot be who I am.

And I cannot be who you are.

S o I w i l l l e t y o u g o.

Because te amo.

You first.

 

8a.

In too many ways,

we teach our kids to count

from 9 to 5.

 

1-day turnaround:

We need a strategy.

No, we need a strategy in the form of a headline.

No, really it’s just a headline.

No, we need a brand story.

No, not like a manifesto.

No, we need a 360° campaign.

No, you’re not getting it. Let’s bring in other teams.

Seriously, it’s the brand story thing.

It’s about marketing—not creative thinking.

Stop thinking creatively!

Really, we need an emotional bow.

It’s a bow… of emotion.

Yes! That’s what I said.

A manifesto.

 

14b.

What’s that noise? He asked.

It’s my soul, she replied,

scratching at my rib cages desperately

yearning to be with yours.

 

16.


The real work is

always knowing:

there’s

more

work

to

do.