Messed up sleep schedule might actually be okay #breakfast #eggs #avocado #uglyjuice #arugala #tomate
I miss march #tbt #california drive to #bigsur #pacificcoast #pitstop #beautiful #ocean (at Big Sur Coast)
It spent eight seasons building to the most self-indulgent, plot hole-ridden, morally reprehensible, unsatisfying, insulting, contrived train-wreck of a finale in the history of television. A three-hour clipshow would have been a more satisfying Dexter finale. A rerun of Nurse Jackie would have been a more satisfying Dexter finale. The real Dexter finale was so testicle-punchingly bad that it actually left me unable to watch the earlier seasons, because they were impossible to enjoy once I knew where they ended up. When How I Met Your Mother had their allergy attack of a finale, every member of my family who I talked to about it independently asked me “but was it Dexter bad?” and the answer was a resounding “nothing will ever come close.”
To my favorite face ever. #Waefer was the sweetest last night. I wasn’t able to comprehend. She was looking at me with the biggest, most worried face when I wasn’t feeling well yesterday. As soon as she could tell I was okay again, she proceeded with kisses. #crazydoglady #papillon #puppylove
Marcel Proust, Time Regained
Perhaps why people want to write a book.
All I want to do is stay up all night like before and decide to go to a diner at 4:30am to plan our far futures.
— Marcel Proust (via volaream)