I’ve come to the conclusion that I spend far too much time thinking about the past and worrying about the future; when really, the present is a rather lovely place to be. Time to embrace it a little more, I think.
I’m excited! The Great Gatsby is being made into a film. Again. Except, unlike the 1974 adaptation, this actually looks promising. Leonardo DiCaprio, Carey Mulligan, Tobey Maguire… And did I mention that it’s being directed by Baz Lurhmann? If it’s not amazing, I will be sorely disappointed.
What a beautiful face I have found in this place That is circling all around the sun What a beautiful dream That could flash on the screen In a blink of an eye and be gone from me Soft and sweet Let me hold it close and keep it here with me
And one day we will die And our ashes will fly From the aeroplane over the sea But for now we are young Let us lay in the sun And count every beautiful thing we can see Love to be In the arms of all I’m keeping here with me
’”I was cleaning and, meandering about, approached the divan and couldn’t remember whether or not I had dusted it. Since these movements are habitual and unconscious I could not remember and felt that it was impossible to remember - so that if I had dusted it and forgot - that is, had acted unconsciously, then it was the same as if I had not. If some conscious person had been watching, then the fact could be established. If, however, no one was looking, or looking on unconsciously, if the whole complex lives of many people go on unconsciously, then such lives are as if they had never been.”
And so life is reckoned as nothing… Art exists that one may recover the sensation of life.’