Waiting for a monster is a bit like waiting for the messiah to appear and lead you, a noble pursuit for the faithful, but you risk living out your life in limbo, not having really lived. Maybe the trick is to be ready, but not to wait, to lead yourself while in a state of readiness. – Dispatches from Iceland – Egilsstadir: Waiting for the Monster
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Happy Thursday – some pictures from here. Some of you may have seen these already. Hope the thunderstorm in 703 did not cause severe damages.
The temperature during the day here is a steady, sunny, and dry (Team Oxford comma para siempre) ~75 degrees; however, it might as well be Antarctica at night.
The light in Arequipa is beautiful.
More scenes from around the ‘hood –
OK, last four –
May your day have as little brain aneurysms and desire to choke other people as possible.
