When your life has had few events to occupy it, it's amazing how a simple encounter can seem like an entire three-act play. Mary E. Pearson More Quotes by Mary E. Pearson More Quotes From Mary E. Pearson Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That's how you'll get there. Mary E. Pearson want remember years Maybe we all have a dark place inside of us, a place where dark thoughts and darker dreams live, but it doesn't have to become who we are. Mary E. Pearson who-we-are dark dream Do certain events in our lives leave a permanent mark, freezing a piece of us in time, and that becomes a touchstone that we measure the rest of our lives against? Mary E. Pearson mark pieces events Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity. Mary E. Pearson polls politician identity Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill. Mary E. Pearson closets different needs I used to be someone. Mary E. Pearson used-to-be used My memory is coming back. It is curious how it comes. Each day, a rush of pieces, loosely connected, unimportant bits, snake through me. They click, click, click into my brain, like links being snapped together. And then they are done. A small chain of memories that fill in one tiny part of my life. They come out of nowhere, and most are not important. Mary E. Pearson snakes brain memories I still cry on waking. I'm not sure why. I feel nothing. Nothing I can name, anyway. It's like breathing - something that happens over which I have no control. (6) Mary E. Pearson waking breathing names Pieces. A bit for someone here. A bit there. And sometimes they don't add up to anything whole. But you are so busy dancing. Delivering. You don't have time to notice. Or are afraid to notice. And then one day you have to look. And it's true. All of your pieces fill up other people's holes. But they don't fill your own. Mary E. Pearson one-day dancing people I thought grandmothers had to like you. It’s a law or something. Mary E. Pearson grandmother grandma law Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke) Mary E. Pearson satisfied weakness walks People will notice the beauty of what they usually ignore ~ Mary E. Pearson people You've always been two people. The Jenna who wants to please and the Jenna who secretly resents in. They won't break, you know. Your parents never thought you were perfect. You did. Mary E. Pearson perfect two people Words have longer lives than people. Mary E. Pearson longer-life people It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered. Mary E. Pearson mold dream years ...and time becomes a forgotten detail. Mary E. Pearson details forgotten Maybe the impossible is possible when you take everything else away. Mary E. Pearson impossible life We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make. Mary E. Pearson choices dark life Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush. Is that the part of me that is still asleep? (9) Mary E. Pearson smooth rough kind Maybe staying on the surface keeps her from returning to a place where she can't breathe. Mary E. Pearson surface breathe life
