Maybe death is like falling asleep on the car ride home after the greatest day ever and that person you've been waiting and waiting to see again tells you to wake up because you're finally home
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Maybe death is like falling asleep on the car ride home after the greatest day ever and that person you've been waiting and waiting to see again tells you to wake up because you're finally home
Do you think the trees and everything wear the snow like jewelry or do you think they wear it like a cold wet jacket?
'The soil of a mans heart is stonier: A man grows what he can and tends it.'
I think I've been here before.
Greece.
Ibiza.
Iceland.
A mantis with a backpack 🎒
I've always felt like a passenger inside my head. I've often compared it to riding on a subway. Sitting in my seat watching the lights pass by through my window. Just sort of waiting for my stop. It was a really lonely ride for a while. Then one day the train stops for a brief second. I see this woman standing there as if she had been waiting just for this moment. Of all the other cars she could have picked to sit in; she chose mine. Not only that, she sat right next to me. It took me a while to build up the courage to say anything. It was just really nice to have someone look out the same window as me and see the world as I was. The ride started to feel a lot less lonely and more like a journey we were on together. What would we see next, where would we go? It felt less like I was just traveling to an end and more like I was trying to value every single second of that ride. I don't know that she'll ever really have an idea of how much she changed my life.
I used to worry long and hard about the way my friends changed. Now I spend a lot of time worrying about why I haven't done the same. Plagued with a mind that swears that we're fine while simultaneously trying to drag us down at the same time. Looking into a mirror, feeling trapped in a body that's starting to look less and less like the me I used to see and nothing like the man I planned to be. I hope one day it won't be like this and that I'll figure out what to do, I don't think I could take a life time of this; I'm only thirty-two.
Forest stream.
I wonder what it's like up there...
Barcelona.