This isn’t a “Dear heart, I met a boy today, prepare to shatter.” thing or some bullshit. This is, I met this guy, he’s awesome, but why the fuck would I put myself through pain again? It’s not worth the “what if’s” or the “maybes” this is what I call giving up.
And it hurts, but probably not as bad as it could.
as your best friend, I can’t let you do that. I found this on Post Secret a long time ago, and it really stuck with me for some reason. "It’s okay to be afraid, but don’t let that fear hold you back. Instead, have it push you forward, breaking through the barrier you thought was there." what if this is the guy you’re meant to spend the rest of your life with, and you let him go because you’re scared of getting hurt? you’re never gonna know unless you try, and you can’t push every guy away for the rest of your life because you’ll end up hurting more by doing that than you would if you just let things play out as they’re meant to. I wish I was home to have this conversation with you face to face, out on the balcony at the apartment over a cigarette (or five), but I’m not, so this is the best I can do. I love and miss you a wholeeeeeeeeeeee lot, and I really hope you can make it over with Van and Tom for Christmas.
“Recognise that the very molecules that make up your body, the atoms that construct the molecules, are traceable to the crucibles that were once the centres of high mass stars that exploded their chemically rich guts into the galaxy, enriching pristine gas clouds with the chemistry of life. So that we are all connected to each other biologically, to the earth chemically and to the rest of the universe atomically. It’s not that we are better than the universe; we are part of the universe. We are in the universe and the universe is in us.”—Neil deGrasse Tyson (via saddest-summer)
Let me explain; my partner and I were attending an event for the Huffington Post, for which I often write: Game Changers 2011, in a venue space on Hudson Street. As we entered the space, we saw that about 200 Occupy Wall Street protesters were peacefully assembled and were chanting. They wanted to address Governor Andrew Cuomo, who was going to be arriving at the event. They were using a technique that has become known as “the human mic” – by which the crowd laboriously repeats every word the speaker says – since they had been told that using real megaphones was illegal.
In my book Give Me Liberty, a blueprint for how to open up a closing civil society, I have a chapter on permits – which is a crucial subject to understand for anyone involved in protest in the US. In 70s America, protest used to be very effective, but in subsequent decades municipalities have sneakily created a web of “overpermiticisation” – requirements that were designed to stifle freedom of assembly and the right to petition government for redress of grievances, both of which are part of our first amendment. One of these made-up permit requirements, which are not transparent or accountable, is the megaphone restriction.
So I informed the group on Hudson Street that they had a first amendment right to use a megaphone and that the National Lawyers’ Guild should appeal the issue if they got arrested. And I repeated the words of the first amendment, which the crowd repeated.
[…] On our exit, I saw that the protesters had been cordoned off by a now-massive phalanx of NYPD cops and pinned against the far side of the street – far away from the event they sought to address.
I went up and asked them why. They replied that they had been informed that the Huffington Post event had a permit that forbade them to use the sidewalk. I knew from my investigative reporting on NYC permits that this was impossible: a private entity cannot lease the public sidewalks; even film crews must allow pedestrian traffic. I asked the police for clarification – no response.
I went over to the sidewalk at issue and identified myself as a NYC citizen and a reporter, and asked to see the permit in question or to locate the source on the police or event side that claimed it forbade citizen access to a public sidewalk.”