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a few of my favorite moments from 26
i feel like i spent so much time being sad, but as i was looking through photos from September 2018 to August 2019…i realized that a million good things also happened.
i thank God for 26 and i’m hoping for more good things this year.
“The other thing about depression is it kind of collapses time. Suddenly, you find your whole days blending together to create one endless and suffocating loop. So you find yourself trying to remember the things that made you happy. But slowly, your brain begins to erase every memory that ever brought you joy. And eventually, all you can think about is how life has always been this way. And will only continue to be this way.”
Always a good time with Laura
“I bought it on Amazon!! 7.99!!!”
The day we painted the sunset with really amazing Tacos.
wow what a happy day 💖
L: depression and sadness come with life. life is about more than being your best self.
set your sights, sailing far beyond familiar
in the rising tide, you’ll find the rhythm of your heart
and lift your head, now the wind and waves don’t matter
what if the path you choose becomes a road
the ground you take becomes a home
the wind is high, but the pressure’s off
i’ll send the rain wherever we end up
(via https://open.spotify.com/track/2srlyuIzRCb09MRpMFenR0)
Head, Heart
Heart weeps.
Head tries to help heart.
Head tells heart how it is, again:
You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday.
Heart feels better, then.
But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart.
Heart is so new to this.
I want them back, says heart.
Head is all heart has.
Help, head. Help heart.
– Lydia Davis
WHISTLER, James Abbott McNeill (1834–1903)
Nocturne in Black and Gold The Falling Rocket 1875 Oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts Ed. Orig. Lic. Ed.
