I have this thing, right now, that keeps happening, where I have this wholly singular moment of intense emotion or insight or whatever. I think “This is something I should remember.”
And then I go to write in my journal or here, and though I can remember said moment perfectly, I am completely lost as to putting it into words. It’s not like I couldn’t write about where I was, or what I was doing, but I know that these external facts aren’t enough to convey its significance.
I think I’m making peace with the fact that some things don’t need to be written down to be significant.

So here is the least significant thing ever:

Things that I personally want/need to buy in the next couple of months:

  • A futon/couch. I fell in love with this one the moment I saw it at Ikea, but it costs too much and won’t fit into my room. But I do need a couch. All my assignments this year will involve watching movies.

  • iPod.

  • Sweater vest. Preferably argyle.

  • Tweed blazer.

  • Cute shoes, with those teeny-tiny low heels and round toes and either buckles or bows on them. And/or nice dark red boots.

  • Kneesocks.

  • Short skirt? Possibly with pin stripes. Ooh, or this.

  • Room-organizing stuff, like a letter tray for my desk, coat rack, filing cabinet… I’m determined not to have my room be such a disaster area this year.

  • Books for school, I suppose.

  • White button-down. Or not white. But definitely a button-down. To wear with my sweater vest.

  • Cellphone.