Live & Let Live

All I am, all I need is the air I would kill to breathe...

Details In the Fabric

When you complicate the simple things you only miss out on life’s greatest pleasures.

I’m beginning to wonder where this next turn in life is going to take me, but I keep reminding myself to just take a step back, breathe in, breathe out and take each day…

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I tell you what…I am going to miss this tub when I move. Many a frustration has been cured here… 
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I tell you what…

I am going to miss this tub when I move. Many a frustration has been cured here…

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And Then It Hit Me…Figuratively

We all have skeletons in our closet. We all have secrets, painful to reveal, the memory alone paralyzing. I’ve spent a lot of time reflecting on who I was, who I’ve become, how far I’ve traveled despite these setbacks, some of which I haven’t even…

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It’s clear to me now that I have been moving toward you and you toward me for a long time. Though neither of us was aware of the other before we met, there was a kind of mindless certainty bumming blithely along beneath our ignorance that ensured we would come together. Like two solitary birds flying the great prairies by celestial reckoning, all of these years and lifetimes we have been moving toward one another.

Robert James Waller; ”The Bridges of Madison County” (via timothyjohnmacleod)

(Source: larmoyante, via meggielynne)

2:36am

2 am is for the poets who

can’t sleep because their

minds are alive with words

for someone who’s not there.

For the alcoholics drinking

themselves into amnesia to

forget someone who left.

2 am is not for the lovers

asleep in each other’s arms.

It is for…

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