look at your eyes, they're full of moon

philadelphia-dwelling classical pianist, crazy cat lady, bookworm, vegan, feminist, wannabe photographer, rambling poet, restless traveller, introvert, etc.

mostly this is my place to save things i find lovely, or occasionally ramble or publish fragments of writing i'm not sure what else to do with.

life - words - music - food

hey! i don’t hang out here too much anymore but if anyone still is out there following this blog i’ve been wandering around most of the summer and made a new account for travels and such over here: http://michelleenos.tumblr.com. maybe i’ll still use this one for ramblings and things occasionally too.

“stay together / learn the flowers / go light”

gary snyder

(mantra for this summer?)

it’s amazing it’s amazing, isn’t it crazy isn’t it crazy that you and me are both in this world?

"you are picky about grammar and it is SO HOT"

-my boyfriend, after i corrected his grammar in an email

my space is always messy because when i try to clean, i end up wanting to organize EVERYTHING and then this happens …

my space is always messy because when i try to clean, i end up wanting to organize EVERYTHING and then this happens …