There is no need for anything to be permanent

Now a-days we must make time for life, people must find time to actively participate in living. It's absolutely pathetic how absorbed society has become in it's own bureaucracy, it's own impositions.
We must find time to live, it is no longer an automatic function. When was it decided that people needed to document, detain and decipher their lives? Is it a side effect of this surveillance culture society has created? I think we must watch everything these days. There is a facet of our culture which demands that we document everything, that we consume everything, that we devastate everything. Our entire world is captured by closed circuit cameras and facebook profiles. I feel threatened by this enclosure.What ever happened to living lives without documentation?
Is there a way to live life without looking back?
Even these pages are beginning to feel line an imposition.

If only I had been Holly -

Today I wrote a love poem dedicated to Audrey Hepburn, because her perfection extends farther than the silly thrills of premature affection. I think I will love Holly Golightly more thoroughly than any other living person. But, charm is irrelevant, since the boy I'd meant to talk to hardly said a word.

Je pense: il fait beau, mon amour, il fait beau dans la vie.

The summer has officially slipped into the past, and with it my leisurely days packed only with books and tea. Though, I will never complain at the arrival of my most beloved season - Fall - and would certainly not turn my back on my favorite month - October - the romanticized nostalgia of summer is crying out, begging to be recognized and pulled back into my immediate reality. Sometimes I feel winter is the harsh reply to summer's simple question - though I would never trade it, cold weather and I understand each other.  The frivolity of the simple season has passed; now, I spend 7 hours a day at the library and can hardly muster up the energy to read for fun. Even still, I have never been more fulfilled in my learning. And while I wish there were a way to balance the two, being over-worked and under-slept is just fine for now.