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“As we walked through the valley and approached Yosemite Falls, it was unclear what was real. It felt like I was in a heavenly place, drifting through the clouds. This was my first time in Yosemite, and I’ll never forget it.” - Isaiah Stofferahn
I’m beginning to recognise that real happiness isn’t something large and looming on the horizon ahead but something small, numerous and already here. The smile of someone you love. A decent breakfast. The warm sunset. Your little everyday joys all lined up in a row.
Beau Taplin (via alittlebitoflace)
Scandinavian barn living.
I don’t know why I always talk myself out of doing things that I really want to do.
How to Be Single (2016), Dir. Christian Ditter (via herkindoftea)
If you can’t picture yourself with them slow dancing in the kitchen at midnight eating ice cream or dancing in the kitchen with the windows open, big t-shirts on, and singing into a spatula while making pancakes on a Sunday morning then they’re not worth it. It’s all about who you see dancing in the kitchen.
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As adults, we try to develop the character traits that would have rescued our parents.
Alain de Botton (via wordsnquotes)
I’m going to be here in two weeks, ahhh 😍
Blogging maybe...?
Pretty much my whole life, I’ve been a crazy journaler. My mom used to keep a prayer journal for me when I was too young to write, which is something I’m SO thankful to be able to go back and look at. Then once I could do it on my own, I just filled journal after journal of prayers and hopes for the future and what my life looked like then. This past November, it sort of dawned on me that I have slowly stopped journaling since high school. I went to my parents’ house recently (where I have a bookshelf full of old journals) and started reading the journal I had through my last couple of years of high school, and I was shocked at how much I had forgotten! It really inspired me to start doing it again. Life moves so fast and I feel like this is such a sweet season that I always want to be able to look back on and remember, but it’s been so difficult for me to sit down and write haha...and I’m not sure why because it used to be the best part of my day. I literally went out, bought a new journal, and then wrote in it maybe 6 or 7 times since November. So I’m thinking about maybe starting a blog or just posting more personal things on here, mostly as a way of capturing the day to day stuff that I tend to forget. Idk we’ll see, I just feel like typing is so much faster so I’d be more likely to do it more often.
And all day I’ve been like a whirlwind inside —
Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933 (via violentwavesofemotion)
