Ouch!
I have lost myself again - lost myself and i am nowhere to be found-  Yeah, i think that i might *break* - lost myself again and i feel unsafe -
Be my Friend
Hold Me
Wrap Me Up
Unfold Me 
I am small
and needy
Warm Me Up
and 
Breathe Me

Ouch!

I have lost myself again - lost myself and i am nowhere to be found-  Yeah, i think that i might *break* - lost myself again and i feel unsafe -

Be my Friend

Hold Me

Wrap Me Up

Unfold Me 

I am small

and needy

Warm Me Up

and

Breathe Me

Confining My Love to a Frame - House Redecoration
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(side note: Riddick’s fine, i am just finally printing my photographs and putting them all over the place. Happy post, yay!)

Confining My Love to a Frame - House Redecoration

(side note: Riddick’s fine, i am just finally printing my photographs and putting them all over the place. Happy post, yay!)

“You may not remember the time you let me go first. Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn’t that far to go. Or the time you waited at the crossroads for me to catch up. You may not remember any of those, but I do and this is what I have to say to you: Today, no matter what it takes, we ride home together.”
 ― Brian Andreas, Traveling Light: Stories & Drawings for a Quiet Mind

“You may not remember the time you let me go first. 
Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn’t that far to go. 
Or the time you waited at the crossroads for me to catch up. 
You may not remember any of those, but I do and this is what I have to say to you: 

Today, no matter what it takes, 
we ride home together.”

 
― Brian AndreasTraveling Light: Stories & Drawings for a Quiet Mind

“Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

“Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.”

― Haruki MurakamiDance Dance Dance

“How did it get so late so soon?” ― Dr. Seuss
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Getting Lost in Time and Space

“How did it get so late so soon?” 
― Dr. Seuss

Getting Lost in Time and Space

Being awoken at 2.30 AM by missile alerts - been there, done that.

This last night just gave me another bizarre thing to cross off  my list of experiences in life.

Mh.

“SADNESS OF THE INTELLECT: Sadness of being misunderstood [sic]; Humor sadness; Sadness of love wit[hou]t release; Sadne[ss of be]ing smart; Sadness of not knowing enough words to [express what you mean]; Sadness of having options; Sadness of wanting sadness; Sadness of confusion; Sadness of domes[tic]ated birds, Sadness of fini[shi]ng a book; Sadness of remembering; Sadness of forgetting; Anxiety sadness…” 
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
 

SADNESS OF THE INTELLECT: Sadness of being misunderstood [sic]; Humor sadness; Sadness of love wit[hou]t release; Sadne[ss of be]ing smart; Sadness of not knowing enough words to [express what you mean]; Sadness of having options; Sadness of wanting sadness; Sadness of confusion; Sadness of domes[tic]ated birds, Sadness of fini[shi]ng a book; Sadness of remembering; Sadness of forgetting; Anxiety sadness…” 

― Jonathan Safran FoerEverything Is Illuminated

 

“So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us—that’s snatched right out of our hands—even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.” ― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart



*Life in times of Stress and War* 

“So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us—that’s snatched right out of our hands—even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.” ― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart


*Life in times of Stress and War* 

“I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.” ― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
 SundaySelfie

“I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.” 
― Haruki MurakamiSputnik Sweetheart

 SundaySelfie