Last night when I was walking back to my apartment, I saw the moon peeking through a couple of the lower buildings. It was a perfect crescent, and I could even see the black outline of the rest of the moon. I stopped to stare and realized that the crescent was in the same position as Sailor Moon’s emblem. Then I remembered that Usagi lives in the big city of Tokyo, just like I live in NYC. I was feeling a little defeated yesterday, but remembering that Sailor Moon was just a normal girl saving the world in a big city like mine made me feel better. I felt like I could be the Sailor Moon of New York City. And with that, I left the moon behind the buildings and walked home, for once, with a smile on my face.
— n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you die—and all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here. (via middecember)
Congrats Frozen! Best Animated Feature 2014! ＼(^o^)／