February 2012
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“Recreation - re create. To create, begin again, to start over. Recreation isn’t...”
– Joan of Arcadia (via sunsetsailing)
Juggle
God: Did you ever hear the riddle about the man, his boxes, and the bridge?
Joan: S...s...stop ! I... I just want my friend back.
God: A man had 3 boxes. Each box weighed 5 pounds. The man weighed 190. The bridge could only support 200. How did the man make it across the bridge with all his boxes?
...
God: How did he get across, Joan? He juggles.
Joan: Yes, ok. I get it.
God: He keeps one box in the air the whole time.
Joan: Yes, I get it. What are you saying? That...that if I juggled boxes across a bridge I'll see Judith again?
God: Joan, the bridge is life. The boxes hold your feelings...your love, your joy, your pain, your loss. Everyone is crossing a bridge with more weight than they can bear. So you juggle.
“You and me, we used to talk
like river underground
the sewer where we used...”
– Joan of Arcadia (via octoshovel)
“It’s not so easy for me to be a romantic. You start off that way, and after...”
– Before Sunset (via writer-lover-believer)
“I flew across the country to reminisce over wedding photos, get drunk, fall into...”
– Addison in Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head
