small volcanics

Everyone's a little extra tense around me, and maybe I am too, though I try not to be. None of this is the end of the world, these space cadets and ego trips and drama queens and those who play with others' souls all too casually. I find I regret the things more that I say than what I don't, the sins of omission tend to be afterthoughts, so I try hard to hold my peace. I crave greater wisdom in these day-to-day dealings, attempting to navigate through myriad motivations and sundry factors.

We watched this last night and it was good. I find Kurosawa more satisfying than most things and Toshiro Mifune fantastic all around, I feel that fangirlism is nearing.