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You can only reblog this on the 3st of January
the 3st huh?
I have to admit. I am not living la vida loca
so the irish term for depression is “an mór-bhrón” which directly translates to “the big sad” and that right there is the mood of this fine winter lads
“There is a time in life when you expect the world to be always full of new things. And then comes a day when you realize that is not how it will be at all. You see that life will become a thing made of holes. Absences. Losses. Things that were there and are no longer. And you realize, too, that you have to grow around and between the gaps, though you can put your hand out to where things were and feel that tense, shining dullness of the space where the memories are.”
— Helen Macdonald, H is for Hawk