Breathing, nightsbrightdays

Sometimes I think I just need to get back to that earlier version of myself, who didn’t think but leapt headfirst into worlds unknown.

I don’t feel too old, i write to be rid of things

I had come to believe that the changing list of activities that occupies one’s time is not related to an external set of rules, but the dynamic interests, desires, and priorities of a growing person.

The Next Long Haul, Word Shepherd

That truck has carried me away from my family and back again, met everyone I’ve ever loved, and transported its many nervous passengers toward first dates, new homes, new jobs, and on into our uncertain lives.

outer door, m: art et cetera

Think about daydreams.


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