Every Window In Our House Seemed To Have Been Assigned A Specific Role, Each One Had Numerous Tales To

When you feel you have lost everything, you still have

books

unexpected kindness in strangers

the rest of the world to travel

languages to learn

animals to take care of

volunteer work to do

the power of a good night’s rest

the changing of seasons

infinite things to learn

billions of people to meet and possibly love

billions of people who might love you back

Needed this today

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Love breaks my bones

And I laugh

Fall is getting nearer and nearer which means it’s almost socially acceptable to watch over the garden wall and obsess over it again

oh to be a duck, peacefully floating in the water, softly quacking

allez où vous vous sentez le plus vivant 🕊

Art is just so genuinely impressive to me like being able to sketch people from memory and paint

talking to people and collecting clues in a murder mystery kinda vibe

felt like drawing some women and some bugs you know how it goes