My Holy Trinity: Me, My Playlist, And My Coffee

in my mind Henry finished the translation of Paradise Lost and Richard found it in the glove compartment of Henry's car after his death

every narrator is unreliable bc ontological truth is non-existent and therefore unattainable

born to be a henry winter forced to be a richard papen

what if richard just died during the whole pneumonia/frostbite plotline. and the rest of the story is followed by him as an unreconciled ghost, haunting and influencing his classmates until he gets a resolved ending to their story at Hampden. when he sees henry's ghost at the end of the novel he's not actually dreaming, he's on the plain of the dead with him where dead souls trap themselves by obsessing over their past lives. and ever since henry died, he hasn't yet moved on to the afterlife; he's been waiting for the moment richard finally lets go of his life on earth so they can leave together. and when richard, after haunting each individual classmate for years, finally accepts there's nothing more left to the fantasy of his greek class other than misery, he decides that he's finally done, and moves on with henry to the afterlife.

GOOD GOD, THAT'S SO ACCURATE

If the Secret History was set nowadays, Bunny would annoy everyone with his duolingo lessons, Henry would physically get sick at the mention of any e-reader, Camilla would be a Lana del rey girly, Richard would listen to "this is me trying" while having insomnia, Charles would be a filmbro and judge anyone who hasn't seen Interstellar and Francis would have a crush on hot priest from Fleabag

when Charles Bukowski wrote— “ i often carry things to read / so that i will not have to look at / the people. ” i felt that.

Happy End of Finals Week and the Semester to those celebrating!

the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.

if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.

tacenda

(n.) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence

surely this fun coffee drink will save me from my immeasurable exhaustion