illusion

March 25, 2016

     
  
        “To deny that there was this dark side of life would be like pretending that the cold of winter was somehow only a temporary illusion, a way station on the way to the higher “reality” of long, warm, pleasant summers. But summer, it turned out, was no more real than the snow that melted in wintertime.”-David Guterson, Snow Falling on Cedars

Fall

March 15, 2015

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Snowy London, I miss you

March 14, 2015

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undo

July 29, 2013

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Everything has a beginning and an end. Life is just a cycle of starts and stops. There are ends we don’t desire, but they’re inevitable, we have to face them. I know that each and every one of you have felt, at one point, like you couldn’t go on. But then you found hope. There’s always some way to find hope. Remember that. It’s just a little bit horrifying just how quickly everything can fall to crap. Sometimes, it takes a huge loss to remind you of what you care about the most. Sometimes, you find yourself becoming stronger as a result, wiser, better equipped to deal with the next big disaster that comes along. Sometimes, but not always.

 

Once A December

July 28, 2013

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“A bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars. Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.” – E.E. Cummings

The Scent of Shadows

November 26, 2012