Tell me something you recently found beautiful.

A baby's laughter. Because when they grow up, they are mean little (bleeps). Unless you raised them right. Then they're mean little angels.

my feet

A box of hummus.

Ethernet cable

I saw something beautiful when I looked in the mirror this morning.. Jk . I did see a Toyota Supra A80 (Paul Walker's car) this morning on my way to work. Never seen one in person before that!

asianegg1234 wrote: I recently finished When Breath Becomes Air by the late Paul Kalanithi, and (unsuccessfully) held back tears all the while. It is the memoirs of a Stanford Neurosurgeon/Scientist who reached the pinnacle of his profession and calling only to discover that he has terminal lung cancer. He walks us through the hills and valleys of his life, and his internal struggle with death, morality, and purpose. His story is moving, and his writing, elegant and masterful. Highly recommend.

An excerpt: "My life had been building potential, potential that would now go unrealized....The lung cancer diagnosis was confirmed. My carefully planned and hard-won future no longer existed. Death, so familiar to me in my work, was now paying a personal visit. Here we were, finally face-to-face, and yet nothing about it seemed recognizable. Standing at the crossroads where I should have been able to see and follow the footprints of countless patients I had treated over the years, I saw instead only a blank, a harsh, vacant, gleaming white desert, as if a sandstorm had erased all trace of familiarity."

Interesting sidenote, Bill Gates is also a fan of the book .

i've heard about him. he died in his mid-thirties, i think.

he spent many years studying but then learned to stop and enjoy the time he had left. very interesting.

that new found respect...

you start MD diagnosing mother f**kers, accurately. lol. and show up in deteriorating patients' rooms to run shit.

oh... so... now? you want to be friends? right....

Bella Hadid !

this isn't recent but i think it's very cute, the old phrase "the cobbler's children have no shoes."

it means the person whose profession it is to make shoes (or make anything, really) usually has children that are going without those things, so it's very ironic. it's like being a housekeeper for other people but then coming home to a dirty house because the daily grind of the job wears a person out to where they don't have the strength to take care of things at home.

imagine making eyeglasses for a living but all of your children need new eye exams and a new pair of glasses, hehe.

I was outside yesterday and the weather was uncommonly beautiful.
It sounds cheesy but the stars looked like glass up there in the sky and that was pretty beautiful that I almost cried