“Memories seem to surface in no particular order, with no time attached. Yesterday can seem as distant as last year. My life now consists of fragments where some are so blinding in their intensity that they make everything else indistinguishable. It feels as if my existence was extinguished in a flash, and afterwards my universe became incomprehensible. I want to remember everything. But perhaps I need to give it more time. Allow myself some rest. Distance myself a little, to see if I can make out a pattern. And face the truth about what is really there.” IfsWantNeedsGivingFeelsYearsLittlesI CanSeemsLastsRememberFacesOrderUniverseMemoriesExistenceParticularDistancePatternsSurfaceYesterdayMore TimeIntensityFlashLast YearFragmentsMake OutRemembers EverythingFacing The TruthDistance Myself Author:Linda Olsson
“I feel like I have reached the stage where I can no longer produce for my club, my manager, and my teammates. I had a poor year, but even if I had hit .350, this would have been my last year. I was full of aches an pains and it had become a chore for me to play. When baseball is no longer fun, it's no longer a game.” IfsFeelsYearsHas BeensI CanPlayPainLastsGamesFunPoorStageProduceBaseballClubsManagersLast YearAcheTeammateChores Author:Joe DiMaggio
“global warming. every day i leave my house and think, "was it this hot last year?" the heat this summer here in LA and in most of the US has been unbearable. i can't remember another time when it was 105 degrees fahrenheit out here (40.5 celsius), and that's the kind of weather we've been having pretty much every day.” ThinkingYearsKindHas BeensI CanLastsRememberHouseDegreesSummerHotWeatherHeatGlobal WarmingLast YearUnbearableAnother Time Author:Mike Shinoda