I lay on the bed and lost myself in stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyways.
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I lay on the bed and lost myself in stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyways.
Neil Gaiman, Ocean at the End of the Lane (via wordsnquotes)
Do few things, but do them well. Simple joys are holy.
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My husband and I tend to enjoy the simple things. We recently went in the wooded area behind our home. We made our own wreath and table centerpiece. Slowly starting to feel like Christmas.
Details of nature
Every choice you make leads you down a path that by it’s very nature keeps you from going down a different path. Whether it’s something said- or left unsaid- someone you chose to give your heart to, a purchase made, an experience fulfilled, or even the flittering thought of a potential dream left to drift away on the winds of time and the busy doldrums of an ordinary life- each has a significance entirely it’s own. Suspended in that precise moment, that fraction of eternity, like the last unprotected leaf clinging to the uppermost branch of a tree in the sleepy close of Autumn, each individual opportunity is a choice that hangs in the balance of our decisions to either hold tight, or let go. But each is an opportunity in it’s own right. An opportunity for security, and an opportunity for freedom. By choosing one, we must by nature let the other pass us by.