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Following Fireflies

Anything and everything that fascinates me or flies across my brain at any time.

Whatever you choose, however many roads you travel, I hope that you choose not to be a lady. I hope you will find some way to break the rules and make a little trouble out there. And I also hope that you will choose to make some of that trouble on behalf of women.

—Nora Ephron via A Cup of Jo

I’ve been going through the strange and somewhat eye-opening process of interviewing for my first real legal job over the past two weeks. 

I expected many things from these two weeks, but I didn’t expect to get this life advice from a partner at an international law firm as we sat in from of his floor-to-ceiling windows, drinking Perrier, and gazing over DTLA: “If you follow your heart, it will all be okay. Your path will follow.” To that lawyer, I say thank you, not just for the view and the Perrier, but for the reminder to take a minute to reflect on what I actually want. Cheers to you, Mr. Lawyer.

How much do I want thee? Let me count the ways.

How much do I want thee? Let me count the ways.


Cartes des visites, Parisian prostitutes, c1925-35

(via millexmille)

Today on the train, a conversation springs up between two formerly unknown to each other men sitting in facing seats. One young, one old, just talking about neighborhoods. The grey-haired half gets off the train at an early stop, and a twenty-something woman replaces him in the seat. She has earbuds in. The conversation does not pick up.

The sound of Venice Beach:
Car alarm wailing
Thudding bass line from a Rihanna song
Marijuana dispensary hustlers trying to make a sale
Intermittent cheers from muscle beach
Crunchy mom talking to we kids as she feeds them edamame

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