To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

rest in peace good man

seven things that didn’t change when going home from being a student in college vs. a “real person” living in NYC

1. the toilet paper is still softer

2. the water pressure is still better

3. brining home a load of laundry is still very real

4. will asking my parents to “fill in” on toiletries ever get old?

5. waiting at red lights on ocean avenue is still a highlight

6. i still had to have in n out at the airport

7. it’s still always hardest leaving my pups and my backyard.