Spaces, Places, and Faces.

Tito Quiling, Jr. Constantly chasing after some form of clarity. "And I shambled as usual as I have done my whole life after the people that interest me." 

[wordsnquotes]

I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people but when I get too close, it f*cks me up.

Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins  (via wordsnquotes)

[seekdifferentskies]

We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic to creativity. When we get home, home is still the same, but something in our minds has changed, and that changes everything.

Jonah Leher, The Observer (via seekdifferentskies)

[lsleofskye]

The Long & Winding Road (Faroe Islands) | lennart

[hypermobile]

On most days, especially when I need to work on stuff whether it's for my main job or other projects, I am doing just fine. Nothing bothers me too much. But when I get some free time, or workload is lighter, that's when my thoughts get the best of me. And more than that, I avoid talking to people, particularly because I realize that this pandemic just messed us all up. Not to put the blame on what has happened in the last two years, but this has shone the spotlight even more on a lot of our individual and collective problems to the point where instead of helping each other out, we keep them to ourselves.

Sometimes though, I feel guilty about getting annoyed with other people even if they are not aware of it. I know it also goes both ways, but it happens to me towards some of my family members, my friends, some mentors, or colleagues, and of course acting out on strangers whenever I feel bad mentally and physically. At least for friends and family members, I can talk to and apologize when needed, but for those who I am not close with or people I don't even know, there is no chance to do it, so as much as possible, we extend our patience and sense of understanding about others' situations.

But dang, life and relationships are hard.

[dsxsbx]

Dyrhólaey by Matthew Hahnel

[neaarty]

[nataliedormers]

Film Meme [ 3 ] Foreign Films    →  [ 2 ] Diarios de Motocicleta (2004) "This isn’t a tale of heroic feats. It’s about two lives running parallel for a while, with common aspirations and similar dreams."

[daseduce]

[kateoplis]

This guy.

[hypermobile]

Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world, you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life--and travel--leaves marks on you. Most of the time, those marks--on your body or on your heart--are beautiful. Often though, they hurt.

Anthony Bourdain, The Nasty Bits: Collected Varietal Cuts, Usable Trim, Scraps, and Bones

[photosbygriffin]

Prometheus.

[thequotehaven]

I wonder whether that is how we get to be after living alone for a long time, that in the middle of a train of thought we start talking out loud, that the difference between talking and not talking is slowly wiped out, that the unending, inner conversation we carry on with ourselves merges with the one we have with the few people we still see, and when you live alone for too long the line which divides the one from the other becomes vague, and you do not notice when you cross that line. Is this how my future looks?

Per Petterson, Out Stealing Horses 

[hypermobile]

If grief is this black hole in our lives, where we think that it will never be erased and our lives will always be burdened by that pain, they also say that we build around our grief, where the pain from losing a loved one will never fade, but there are new experiences to add to that one. That black hole will be enveloped by new experiences and engaging with people that will influence you positively, represented in different colors, that shall help in processing our grief, and can lead to healing, no matter how the pace goes. There is no timeline in dealing with grief, but we value how many people are there to help us out, and to keep trying to attain healing for ourselves, for our family members, and to look towards the future for more adventures.

[hypermobile]

[hypermobile]

As I have become a bit more emotional these days--maybe even the past year and a half--because of not having the usual engagement with people other than my family members and some intermittent catch up with my friends, my appreciation for what my parents and siblings have done for us on such a large scale, that I wanted to do more than I have been giving them when I started regularly working.

Coming from a working class family, even from my great grandparents, as what I was told, I didn't think of it much when we were growing up since were provided with the necessary things in life, and more by our parents. All meals complete, a decent home, good schools, and we never had to struggle for other necessities. All of these, upon realizing and experiencing how hard it is to manage your funds while working and allotting the budget in order of urgency, makes you appreciate your parents even more.

But again, perhaps when we were younger, our parents shielded us from that reality, until we got old enough to comprehend what is happening. While it was part of seeing how life is, it pains me to think all those times that my father missed seeing us regularly as he was out on business trips and work, while my mother could have gone on to teach even longer and to graduate school. So what we can give back to them is, aside from constantly helping out and doing things for them, is to show that they raised decent human beings.

I hope my parents and I have a longer life so I can give them what they deserve, and more importantly, take care of them as they age.

[oneinchbarrier]

"I think I'm happy."

[leonardcohenofficial]

“I’m asked a lot what the best thing about cooking for a living is. And it’s this: to be a part of a subculture. To be part of a historical continuum, a secret society with its own language and customs. To enjoy the instant gratification of making something good with one’s hands—using all one’s senses. It can be, at times, the purest and most unselfish way of giving pleasure (thought oral sex has to be a close second).”

— Anthony Bourdain, Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly