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} catch(err) {}</description><title>there's still time</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @stilltime)</generator><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>drink your juice.: I was just lying in bed with my shower-wet hair wrapped in a towel...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://christinefriar.com/post/50318792403/i-was-just-lying-in-bed-with-my-shower-wet-hair"&gt;drink your juice.: I was just lying in bed with my shower-wet hair wrapped in a towel...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://christinefriar.com/post/50318792403/i-was-just-lying-in-bed-with-my-shower-wet-hair"&gt;christinefriar&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I was just lying in bed with my shower-wet hair wrapped in a towel trying to unpack why the ever-growing social media holiday blitz bums me out, when I stumbled onto a thought train that I felt okay about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Somewhere along the line my mom decided to be a mom. She chose me. I was in her, and she…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/50449268401</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/50449268401</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 18:23:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something..."</title><description>“As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Steve Maraboli (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://whenmysexyisright.tumblr.com/"&gt;whenmysexyisright&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/33403231282</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/33403231282</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2012 21:51:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i had a dream about you last night, because i read on that stupid website about how your bike got...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i had a dream about you last night, because i read on that stupid website about how your bike got stolen. which made me realize that i didn&amp;#8217;t know you had a bike. did you have a bike when i knew you? i don&amp;#8217;t think so. i don&amp;#8217;t remember it if you did. it was such a short time, really. that time we were together could fit tenfold into the amount of time that&amp;#8217;s passed since i&amp;#8217;ve seen you. but still. i think about you sometimes. sometimes, i do. I&amp;#8217;m not sure why. i think about how it would be different with you, if it had worked out. how everything would be different. everything would be so different. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it wouldn&amp;#8217;t have worked anyway, i know. i didn&amp;#8217;t have enough love to sustain both of us, couldn&amp;#8217;t make it big enough to fill both your heart and my own, as well, where your love for me should have been. it&amp;#8217;s no way to live, really. it&amp;#8217;s no way to live.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/20448516341</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/20448516341</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 23:11:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>sometimes i feel like i get flashes of how I&amp;#8217;m going to feel in 30 years about decisions...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;sometimes i feel like i get flashes of how I&amp;#8217;m going to feel in 30 years about decisions I&amp;#8217;ve made. or about things that have just happened to me. i try really hard to concentrate and stay still but they always slip away. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/20447816933</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/20447816933</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 22:58:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I always do the wrong thing. I do the wrong thing so much that the times I actually do the right..."</title><description>“I always do the wrong thing. I do the wrong thing so much that the times I actually do the right thing stand out so brightly in my memory that I forget I always do the wrong thing.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Lorrie Moore (&lt;em&gt;A Gate at the Stairs&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/20447161954</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/20447161954</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 22:47:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls5b2nKoQA1qm5b8io1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10781816160</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10781816160</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 18:41:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>cheriselovesallthethings:

He didn’t pick me so I need to move on with my freakin’ life.
Be...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cheriselovesallthethings.tumblr.com/post/10756693233"&gt;cheriselovesallthethings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He didn’t pick me so I need to move on with my freakin’ life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Be yourself.&lt;br/&gt;Especially, do not feign affection.&lt;br/&gt;Neither be cynical about love;&lt;br/&gt;for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment&lt;br/&gt;it is as perennial as the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10777677744</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10777677744</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 17:00:15 -0400</pubDate><category>personal post</category></item><item><title>anniehinton:

The Avett Brothers - If It’s The Beaches
If I...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_10503763132" src="http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10503763132/audio_player_iframe/stilltime/tumblr_lqrosgEeHI1qz82nc?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fstilltime%2F10503763132%2Ftumblr_lqrosgEeHI1qz82nc" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://anniehinton.tumblr.com/post/9607955397"&gt;anniehinton&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The Avett Brothers - If It’s The Beaches&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If I could go back &lt;br/&gt;That’s the first thing I would do I swear that I would&lt;br/&gt;Do my best to follow through &lt;br/&gt;Come up with a master plan&lt;br/&gt;A home-run hit, a winning stand&lt;br/&gt;A guarantee and not a promise&lt;br/&gt;That I’ll never let your love slip from my hands&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10503763132</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10503763132</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 21:39:06 -0400</pubDate><category>If It's The Beaches</category><category>The Avett Brothers</category></item><item><title>"It’s life, that’s all. There are no happy endings, just happy days, happy moments. The only real..."</title><description>“It’s life, that’s all. There are no happy endings, just happy days, happy moments. The only real ending is death, and trust me, no one dies happy. And the price of not dying is that things change all the time, and the only thing you can count on is that there’s not a thing you can do about it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jonathan Tropper (via &lt;a href="http://dailystendhalnitesaudade.tumblr.com/"&gt;dailystendhalnitesaudade&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10503737581</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/10503737581</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 21:38:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you..."</title><description>““Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Veronica A. Shoffstall (via &lt;a href="http://kquinny.tumblr.com/"&gt;kquinny&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/8194868461</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/8194868461</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2011 21:14:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>juliettetang:

“It’s no good trying to get rid of your own...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkflgfBAdp1qzt8u9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://juliettetang.tumblr.com/post/5049161396"&gt;juliettetang&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“It’s no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You’ve got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they’ve got to come. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ettejuli/sets/72157626285800764/"&gt;You can’t force them&lt;/a&gt;.” -D. H. Lawrence, &lt;em&gt;Lady Chatterley’s Lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6439506327</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6439506327</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2011 22:34:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I understand why a woman thinks a man is better than nothing. I will just never understand why she..."</title><description>“I understand why a woman thinks a man is better than nothing. I will just never understand why she thinks she’s got nothing.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Joshua Malina, Sport’s Night (via &lt;a href="http://thoughtsdetained.tumblr.com/"&gt;thoughtsdetained&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6439479974</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6439479974</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2011 22:33:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lls6uxyakM1qc6ri7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6439435541</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6439435541</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2011 22:31:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Reloving it: “What I have seen most clearly in my 20 years in the workforce is...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://relovingit.tumblr.com/post/6143855020"&gt;Reloving it: “What I have seen most clearly in my 20 years in the workforce is...&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://relovingit.tumblr.com/post/6143855020"&gt;relovingit&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What I have seen most clearly in my 20 years in the workforce is this: Women almost never make one decision to leave the workforce. It doesn’t happen that way. They make small little decisions along the way that eventually lead them there. Maybe it’s the last year of med school when they say,…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;LOVE this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“don’t lean back. lean in.” &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6258568151</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/6258568151</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2011 16:30:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Adventures in shenanigans: Insecurities?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://ipomoeaandthestarstealers.tumblr.com/post/5858542607"&gt;Adventures in shenanigans: Insecurities?&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://the-frenemy.com/post/5858455359"&gt;thefrenemy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;A reader from outside Cleveland wrote to me today and asked me if I ever felt insecure about myself around other girls. You know, being a funny tiny human who makes jokes all the time and spends her time eating hummus instead of preparing my bikini body for the bikin-ocalypse,…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;required reading.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867961152</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867961152</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2011 12:27:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>prettyworld:

Yes, ALL of these!!!
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljzesvYYAf1qg7uoao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettyworld.tumblr.com/post/5057095615"&gt;prettyworld&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Yes, ALL of these!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867942899</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867942899</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2011 12:26:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhi0qc26D31qdrs4qo1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867918699</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867918699</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2011 12:25:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>teachingliteracy:

fullbloom:

Lyndsay and Fitzhugh at Home in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3tbvu2cTL1qzpjzjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://teachingliteracy.tumblr.com/post/5866433847"&gt;teachingliteracy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fullbloom.tumblr.com/post/983365864/lyndsay-and-fitzhugh-at-home-in-brooklyn"&gt;fullbloom&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theselby.com/3_27_10_LyndsayFitzhugh/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Theselby-PhotosInYourSpace+%28The+Selby+is+in+Your+Place+featuring+photographs+and+paintings+of+creative+people+and+spaces.%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Lyndsay and Fitzhugh at Home in Brooklyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;how cool.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867034663</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5867034663</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2011 11:44:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"We go right for the top shelf with our words now. We don’t think about how we talk. We just say the..."</title><description>“We go right for the top shelf with our words now. We don’t think about how we talk. We just say the right to the fucking, just— “dude, it was amazing.” really? you were amazed? You were amazed by a basket of chicken wings? Really? Amazing? What are you gonna do with the rest of your life now? What if something really happens to you? What if jesus comes down from the sky and makes love to you all night long, leaves the new living lord in your belly? What are you gonna call that? You used “amazing” on a basket of chicken wings. You’ve limited yourself verbally to a shit life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Louis C.K.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.videogum.com/files/2009/08/louis_ck.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://thecomedystore.tumblr.com/"&gt;thecomedystore&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5259754854</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5259754854</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2011 21:44:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most..."</title><description>““As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Haruki Murakami (via &lt;a href="http://suzywire.tumblr.com/"&gt;suzywire&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5081304251</link><guid>http://stilltime.tumblr.com/post/5081304251</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Apr 2011 18:02:10 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
