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LIFE IS NOT A RACE IT IS A DIVINE UNFOLDING

a good thing about having friends with kids is that you can just sow the seeds for something that you’ll never need to address again. like tonight my friend’s three year old saw me eating blue corn chips.

kid: what are you eating from that basket?

me: triangles.

kid: can i have triangles?

me: dunno, did you brush teeth yet?

kid: no

me: mhm, and are you okay with screaming really loud?

kidd: what???

me: yeah, sometimes these make you scream really loud, are you ok with that?

kid: i am not afraid of screaming.

me: you’re very brave. you can have two triangles. then why don’t you go show your dad your new power, i gotta go.

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World Heritage Post

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Ying Oyang in Vivienne Westwood for Vogue China photographed by Zhong Lin

sea-mists

all the self help books and internet gurus in the world can't make you realise that unfortunately the way to get what you want isn't some hack or neat trick, but is just doing the work. and it's hard, but it's really the only thing that is going to fulfill you. you need to get up when your alarm goes off and go outside, make sure you move your body and eat enough, give yourself the time and space to actually think, and not spend your whole day on a screen.

t4tstarvingdog

“start your free trial now” what if i told u i am already experiencing trials. and the cost is more than i can bear

thecollectibles

Art by John Park

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rain on the windowsill, pen in hand, heart full of half-formed thoughts. this is where ideas begin 🌧️🖋️

bakwaaas

there’s this specific bittersweet nostalgia that comes with very old friends. once upon a time we were spent every day together but now we live in different cities. now we settle for social media likes and sending each other memes and fleeting meet ups when our busy lives allow. there’s still so much love there, but I miss the days when you were a part of my daily life and routine. I miss being young together I miss being girls together

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ℳ𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼

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my very talented friend emma came over recently and took photos of my home

i think she captured it so perfectly

antimony-medusa

Btw, if you have not had tragedy dropped on you before, grief does fuck you up in unexpected and physical ways. If you can’t sleep or sleep more than expected or have more or reduced appetite, or energy goes weird— your brain just had a bunch of emotions dropped on it and sometimes it reacts by hitting every button in your brain. It will pass. Just try to not get too frustrated with yourself.

It’s also fine if you feel normal. Grief literally hits everybody differently, and some people are made to be able to to keep the farm going the day after a death, and some of us turn into sleepless gargoyles and get really into trying to help, and some of us are just unspeakably sad. Grief is weird. Be kind to yourself.

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Something else I want to say is that grief is cyclical. It is very common to go "why am I just a wreck today/this week" and then you check the calandar and see that something awful happened at this time last year. Or a couple years ago. Or a decade ago (my decembers are a wash every year).

So if you find yourself having memory issues or unaccountably grumpy or anxious for no reason or however it hits you, be gentle with yourself.