Seriously I ought to shave but I’m kind of proud of how much thicker my facial hair is growing in. Going to be able to have a beard maybe by 2020.
I forgot how lovely it was to read through A Game of Thrones for the first time. Remembering how I came to love and hate different characters and all the little reasons why. Tyrion’s first endearing witticisms, the poor fate seemingly dealt to Jon Snow. After seeing the television show and having read all the books, I had such fleshed-out and detailed reasons for why I loved various characters as they developed. Yet I loved being reminded why I loved them, when all I knew of them was snippets.
Poor little guy looks like he’s saying
“You want me to leave? Okay…”
“You sure you want me to go? ‘cause I can stay…if you want…”
The odorless, tasteless doldrums
Of this static uncertainty
Which neither enflames nor numbs the senses
The great lighthouse has its back turned to me
As it croons to the found
Of its pity for the lost
And the candle
That enkindled so many others
Was diminished by its sacrifice