Not to be a downer, but I'm just wrapping up one of the worst weeks ever. I knew starting off the week with the gas being turned off was not a good omen. I'm very sick of fighting. Some things that cheered me up this week:
Drawings from trextrying.tumblr.com. I love dinosaurs and this little t-rex and his even littler arms - so charming!
Letter from John Steinbeck to his son, Thom. From Letters of Note.
First—if you are in love—that’s a good thing—that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you.This Wikipedia article on Sanora Babb led me to this article on James Wong Howe. Interracial marriage in the '30s? I'm intrigued and I'm sure there's a lot more to it than Wikipedia tells us.
Second—There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you—of kindness and consideration and respect—not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had.
Anyway, I'm going to head out this weekend, enjoy the city, and try to forget about the ghosts of this week past.