This is one of the funniest interviews in recent memory for me. I need to visit Hop Sing for a drink or four. Lé and I have similar backgrounds and it would be fun to talk shit with him.
My relationship status is… That I’ll try anything. Your readers will know that’s a joke, right?
The best thing about my job is… that I get to not serve assholes. I get to serve the people that I want to serve. Decent human beings.
The worst part about my job is… that I have to meet those assholes at the door.
Read more at https://www.phillymag.com/foobooz/2018/06/13/hop-sing-laundromat-owner/#iWKRD25HcmaywORm.99
by Sarah Harvey
stop it. stop hiding that fragile part of you
the part you think no one could ever love
oh my dear,
that is your most lovable part of all.
pull up the sheets, pull open the tattered seams
let your mask fall away and dissolve into stale thin air
let your naked heart ooze out
like a fresh ruby sea.
there is no point
and invest so many hours in hiding who we really are
that’s just dying a slow-motion death
freezing our fiery souls to wither and decay
into vapid, yet subtle tones of winter-like misery.
do the braver thing…
step into the epic bloomin’ springtime of your soul.
be ignited. be vivified. be weird as hell. be excited. be sad. be brilliantly YOU.
dance in the totality of every fractured part of your soul—
step into the full vibrance of who you truly are
your vulnerability is f*cking gorgeous
don’t hide it
do the braver thing,
don’t hide, at all—
take the risk
take the plunge
to be you
all of you
every godddamn gorgeous
and see how life
The bridge is the noblest of all engineering feats. Its purpose lies in its function. It connects people, places, and ideas. It extends time by closing distance. It is as much a tool as it is a metaphor. Subjective aesthetics is beside the point, for even the most basic of bridges connects humanity. What is more beautiful than that?
What’s the opposite of a bridge? A wall.
Find stillness during the day, everyday.
Nothing to see here – not because of the fog, but because looking for city landmarks while in nature defeats the purpose.
Good design is clever and delightful. Great design, though, is powerful, with explanations unnecessary.
Sometimes you have to get lost before you could find your way. If you reframe your thinking and stop believing that being lost is bad, then you’d stop the self-judgments. You’d stop worrying. You’d cease wanting. Then you could enjoy what is. You don’t have to reinvent yourself. Rather, you’d stop being something you’re not. You’d stop trying to be perfect and realize:
“Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupery
(Photo by Fabian Møller on Unsplash)
The gap between inhale and exhale is the space of perfection. It is the space that separates receiving and releasing, where you go from acknowledgement to resolve, from knowing to doing. Inhale, exhale: in between is the seed of thought and the impulse of action. That space is divine. Even though that subtle gap is normally measured in milliseconds, time does not factor in that space. It is timeless. It is perfect and perfectly brimming with contentment, acceptance, compassion, and forgiveness. This rarely thought of thing—this gap that binds the cycles of inhalation and exhalation—is where the essence of being is unfettered, void of judgment and attachment. What if this gap is not an afterthought? What if we cultivate that space? It is available to us in every breath we take, tens of thousands of time a day.
This is on the homepage of Patagonia right now: