i was browsing a bookstore the other day (a pasttime i'm VERY fond of), and i found a collected and annotated book of thoreau's journals, starting when he was 20 years old. i turned it to when he was 23 (which happens to be as old as i am now) and i immediately found this, which i like: "be resolutely and faithfully what you are; be humbly what you aspire to be."

merry christmas.

to everyone, in my life and from my past lives.

to everyone who's ever made my christmas special.

it's a lovely time of year.