About Me
- jenniferwisniewski
- i promise to make you so alive that the fall of dust on furniture will deafen you. –nina cassian
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
I made a mistake and I never forgot
I tied knots in the laces of My worried shoes
And with every step that I'd take I'd remember my mistake
As I marched further and further away
And my shoes took me down a crooked path
Away from all welcome mats
My worried shoes
And then one day I looked around and I found the sun shining down
And I took off my worried shoes
And the feet broke free
I didn't need to wear
Then I knew the difference between worrying and caring
'Cause I've got a lot of walking to do
And I don't want to wear
My worried shoes
Sunday, October 25, 2009
..unless there's something beating in my chest
sans soleil
Dreams of: [for future]
design-wise:
my own photographer TEAM to go along with my design team
boardwalks
my own studio
a huge imac on my wall
a studio full of imacs/printers/textured papers
a wall full of paper samples
a wall full of painted fonts
people:
you
me
places:
sfo
seattle
portland
vegas
switzerland
Music I can't get out of my head lately:
Feist
Jenny Lewis
Mates of State
Miike Snow
Phoenix
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to people:
1. i hope you understand that always challenging everyone to BE FIRST won't get you anywhere but alone. but you already know that. because you're already alone.
2. come with me
3. we're going to make it better
4. you can't buy me
5. we compliment each other
6. continue to make sense
7. i'd get you out if i could
8. i'd keep you there if i could
9. i'll do my best to let you do what you need to do
10. i fully get why you are
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Been bad at updating this lately. I've been silly lately. Ready to buckle down and get in and messy.
I haven't felt this good sitting at my computer in months.
sun, people, cafe, coffee, colors, mood, freedom, plans
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
I had a dream last night That we lost the fight I had a reason to stay in the back of my head Still, I have to say goodbye Here, in this bed Free, You are free You oughta lay down low Covered in packs of snow Stop telling me the right way to go I'm on my own You're selling our old ways Stop telling me the right way to go You are free You are free Living things need to be free You are free Like everything wants to be
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