I have to stop letting it win.
So I try to go for a walk.
I keep telling myself.
I’m good for something.
I am. I’ll start to cry. Sitting some random place. Thinking. I am good.
But then, it passes.


Wish I had cat flexibility!
Found on TheChive.com

So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.

The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)


Sebastian Faulks, Birdsong

“Then the feeling moves on. It does not collapse; it is not whisked away. It simply moves on, like a train that stops at a small country station, stands for a while, and then continues out of sight.”

Michael Cunningham, from The Hours  (via thatkindofwoman)