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hit counter</description><title>comfortably myself in a beautiful and sad life</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @comfortablymyself)</generator><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Larmoyante: Mantra to Overcome Depression</title><description>&lt;a href="http://larmoyante.com/post/50777298915/mantra-to-overcome-depression"&gt;Larmoyante: Mantra to Overcome Depression&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://larmoyante.com/post/50777298915/mantra-to-overcome-depression" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;larmoyante&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;Vitamin D. Sunlight. Go&lt;br/&gt;outside. Get a good night&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;of sleep. Not &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not shades drawn forever&lt;br/&gt;good. Not like you used to.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Open the windows.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Buy more houseplants.&lt;br/&gt;Breathe. Meditate. (One day,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;you will no longer be&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;afraid of being alone&lt;br/&gt;with your thoughts.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Exercise. Actually exercise&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50827517689</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50827517689</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 21:17:52 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time."</title><description>“My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jonathan Carroll (via &lt;a href="http://larmoyante.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;larmoyante&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50825917231</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50825917231</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 21:16:32 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>snoggingdragons:

I.. Am.. Going.. To.. Cry..</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/12a3e1ce39cdef6d612a944c15dbdf57/tumblr_mmju7kUin51so7402o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://snoggingdragons.tumblr.com/post/50035211310/i-am-going-to-cry" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;snoggingdragons&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I.. Am.. Going.. To.. Cry..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50825780048</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50825780048</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 21:14:29 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"For it was like looking at someone insane, who stares at the world without seeing it because of his..."</title><description>“For it was like looking at someone insane, who stares at the world without seeing it because of his inner chaos, who wanders blind through the dark labyrinth inside himself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brown Girl, Brownstones&lt;/em&gt; by Paule Marshall. (via &lt;a href="http://maryforevermore.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;maryforevermore&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50825581605</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50825581605</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 21:11:40 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in..."</title><description>“I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never destroyed.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;John Steinbeck, &lt;em&gt;East of Eden&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://thetypicallifeofkee.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;thetypicallifeofkee&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50788576879</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50788576879</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:13:12 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"Even as a child she had lived her own small life within herself. At a very early period she had..."</title><description>““Even as a child she had lived her own small life within herself. At a very early period she had apprehended instinctively the dual life- that outward existence which conforms, the inward life which questions.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via &lt;a href="http://classicsreader.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;classicsreader&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50788471665</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50788471665</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:11:38 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>defenderofdust:

“Isn’t It Pretty To Think So” by Nick Miller</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6083737ddfda0897a82283c9992004f4/tumblr_mn09wtU6IP1qb2qeio1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://defenderofdust.tumblr.com/post/50760499856/isnt-it-pretty-to-think-so-by-nick-miller" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;defenderofdust&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Isn’t It Pretty To Think So” by Nick Miller&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50788370884</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50788370884</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 10:10:05 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"I went at things in my usual hungry way, and there was an element of boredom too, which I was trying..."</title><description>“I went at things in my usual hungry way, and there was an element of boredom too, which I was trying to keep at bay, and not succeeding. Anyone watching me might have thought I was consulting a reference book, I turned the pages so fast. And I suppose I was, in my mindless way, looking for a something, version of myself, a heroine I could slip inside as one might a pair of favourite old shoes. Or a wild silk blouse. For it was my best self I wanted, not the girl hunched in the evenings in her junk-shop chair over a cracked-spine paperback, but a fast young woman pulling open the passenger door of a sports car, leaning over to receive her lover’s kiss, speeding towards a rural hideout.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ian McEwan, &lt;em&gt;Sweet Tooth&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://msfishface.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;msfishface&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50742067391</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50742067391</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 23:02:51 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"The most solid advice for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste..."</title><description>““The most solid advice for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;William Saroyen (via &lt;a href="http://glorifythehour.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;glorifythehour&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740887458</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740887458</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:46:06 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for..."</title><description>“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Evelyn Waugh (via &lt;a href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740866743</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740866743</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:45:47 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?"</title><description>“How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Virginia Woolf, from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Selected-Essays-Oxford-Worlds-Classics/dp/0199556067" target="_blank"&gt;Selected Essays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://violentwavesofemotion.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;violentwavesofemotion&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740504706</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740504706</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:40:36 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right..."</title><description>“Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody’s power and is not easy.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Aristotle (via &lt;a href="http://allthingsgreece.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;allthingsgreece&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740490551</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740490551</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:40:25 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"What you really have to know is one: yourself. And the only way you can know that one is in the..."</title><description>““What you really have to know is one: yourself. And the only way you can know that one is in the mirror of the others. And the only way you can see into the mirror of the others is by love or its opposite—by profound emotion. Certainly not by curiosity—by dancing around asking, looking, making notes. You have to live relationships to know.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/3944/the-art-of-poetry-no-18-archibald-macleish" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Archibald MacLeish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://theparisreview.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;theparisreview&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740182368</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50740182368</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:35:58 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with..."</title><description>“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Kahlil Gibran (via &lt;a href="http://quote-book.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;quote-book&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50739915974</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50739915974</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:32:10 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you..."</title><description>“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lemony Snicket (via &lt;a href="http://langleav.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;langleav&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50739878700</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50739878700</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:31:40 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"People don’t always want to be with people. It gets tiring."</title><description>““People don’t always want to be with people. It gets tiring.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Emma Donoghue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Room&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://13neighbors.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;13neighbors&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50460203348</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50460203348</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 06:21:42 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>0rient-express:

The road to fitzroy | by Jimmy...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/762851de3d3913623988fdf71212991c/tumblr_mmsvavyXT01rtbxrwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://0rient-express.tumblr.com/post/50432166912/the-road-to-fitzroy-by-jimmy-mcintyre" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;0rient-express&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73064996@N08/8734529329/" target="_blank"&gt;The road to fitzroy&lt;/a&gt; | by &lt;strong class="username" id="yui_3_7_3_3_1368553820758_1324"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73064996@N08/" id="yui_3_7_3_3_1368553820758_1323" target="_blank"&gt;Jimmy McIntyre.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;









&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50460192168</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50460192168</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 06:21:33 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>1000drawings:

by Marc Johns</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9f9f6892395f9c9f17330703a09c845b/tumblr_mmtcv5d53B1qinh1vo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1000drawings.tumblr.com/post/50457693351/by-marc-johns" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;1000drawings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.marcjohns.com/blog/page/5/" target="_blank"&gt;Marc Johns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50459915975</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50459915975</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 06:18:01 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d1edd3284024a05b858b8589cc6712dc/tumblr_mm7yhcTw6d1raw451o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50459851202</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50459851202</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 06:17:10 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling."</title><description>“In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Gertrude Stein (via &lt;a href="http://annie.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;annie&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50418487945</link><guid>http://comfortablymyself.tumblr.com/post/50418487945</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:00:37 +0530</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
