Clare: It’s hard being left behind. I wait for Henry, not knowing where he is, wondering if he’s ok. It’s hard to be the one who stays. 

I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way.

I go to sleep alone. And wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I’m tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that’s been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by absence? 

Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?  – The Time Traveller’s Wife ( Audrey Niffennegger) 

Sometimes a passage in a book can say a lot more about how you feel than if you wrote the words yourself.


War is Over ( If You Want It) – Yoko Ono Exhibition

I took a little walk down to the Museum of Contemporary Art today to see Yoko Ono’s latest exhibition, War is Over ( If You Want It). This is just the type of thing I love to do, getting lost among artwork, exposing myself to new ideas, wandering and discovering, and just simply taking it all in.

Follow Your Dreams

“The follow your dreams thing is really important because so many people are railroaded into taking other paths by their family, their friends, people who should be supportive going, ‘What are you talking about?’ Even just seemingly regular career paths, but if it’s not what people expect for you they kind of react funny” – Joan Jett