tisdag 26 maj 2015

Note to self.

”Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.”

/Anne Lamott

(… som skrivit den fina boken Bird by bird, om skrivande och annat. Citatet dock inte därfrån (tror jag?) utan snubblat över på nätet.)

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