Between 1961 and 1983, the artist Harry Smith picked up two hundred and fifty one paper airplanes off the streets of New York. He annotated most of them with handwritten details of when and where they were found. Via New Yorker.
can’t do it because im bored and nothing is interesting
can’t do it because im overwhelmed and im one slightly dissapointed glance away from crying for the next week
can’t do it because this one thing has had my full entire attention for the past three days and i think ive gotten two hours of sleep in that time and my blood has been replaced with coffee
“I feel as though this could be a step toward that future. For myself, I’m not looking to be a symbol or media star. I just want to play ball for a team that knows me off the field and values me on it. I want to encourage teammates to be the same people they have always been. I want us to remain as close as family. I want to be able to dedicate my life to football without feeling like I can’t dedicate my life to truth as well.
Whatever I was to you before this letter, I’m still that now. We just know each other a little better.”
