something has been distressing my subconscious and since I don’t know what it is I’ve been blowing everyone off to work on soul cleansing and I don’t know how to tell people that without sounding like a hippie freak so people are, logically, starting to get upset with me. so my response to this is logically to turn my phone off and go buy more plants.
Who the fuck cares where you went to school or where you work? The question is: Is your everyday experience good, healthy, beautiful? Because I have to tell you, while it might be cool to work for a company like Google, Apple, or The New Yorker, if your job is stupid, stressful and your boss is an asshole, there is nothing good or prestigious about that. While it might seem right to go to a school like Berkeley, if classes are overcrowded and students are nervous, anxious, religious zealots from Orange County, are you sure you want to go there? What’s good about that? To believe in prestige is to privilege abstract, collective impression over palpable, daily experience. To which I say: fuck prestige. Do what serves your everyday vitality.- Daniel Coffeen (via alteringminds)
tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it