I do roller derby. I eat food.
I love you Halifax north end, but sometimes you are a bit much
Last night I was having bad dreams set to a score of frantic fiddle music, and then I woke up and the music was still going and I spent a terrifying 30 seconds trying to wake myself up before I realized that there was just a fiddle player outside on the street, fiddling away at 2 am, oblivious to the nightmares they were unleashing.
It’s my sister’s birthday and they’re having a Hall & Oates living room dance party and I just wanna be there so bad, but instead I’m stuck on this smelly coast in my charming walkable city with my career and my friends and my roller derby league.
I do not regret moving here, it was what I needed at the time and I’ve built a nice life here, but I miss my sisters and I wish we didn’t live on opposite coasts. :(
NYT: What books are you embarrassed not to have read yet?
TEJU COLE: I have not read most of the big 19th — century novels that people consider “essential,” nor most of the 20th-century ones for that matter. But this does not embarrass me. There are many films to see, many friends to visit, many walks to take, many playlists to assemble and many favorite books to reread. Life’s too short for anxious score-keeping. Also, my grandmother is illiterate, and she’s one of the best people I know. Reading is a deep personal consolation for me, but other things console, too.
Teju Cole, “Teju Cole: By The Book” A New York Times Q&A, March 6, 2014 (x)
This is how I feel whenever someone tells me I have to read/watch/hear something. There are too many good things in the world, and I shall content myself to know some of them without worrying about the ones I don’t. Plus I spent a lot of time when I was younger thinking I had to read something just because it was considered part of the literary canon, and I regret some of the time I spent not reading for myself instead. I watched a bunch of dumb pretentious movies just to be able to say I’ve seen them and it was not worth it.