Are all days beautiful? Probably no. And actually yes. My lifetime experience so far assures me there are days that seem and feel awful, with disappointments and injustices and fears and damages; and my lifetime experience so far assures me that new days come, and opportunities and possibilities are born of and borne upon our past days and paths and choices; and favorite days are connected back to difficult days; and while there may be plenty to leave behind, if they had not been then neither would we; maybe sometimes that could seem preferable, yet would you give, risk, trade your good days to negate the “bad”, and the people you love and impact that rely on your days as they were, to be where and who they are too?; we all impact, all are impacted by our past experiences and growth, our future hopes and expectations. Worthwhile at what point? That may be up to us.
Be where you choose; end up where you chose.
I feel inoculated, however that’s not the same as immune. What I do believe is that I know I’ll get through. I remember feeling like nothing good is reachable, I remember feeling unmendable. I’ll remember I’m not the only one. I’ll remember when I told someone very dear to me, when she was going through her own devastation and couldn’t see herself standing again, couldn’t imagine light — just a dark cave — that all you have to know is that you’re in a tunnel and there is light outside; you don’t have to know how you’ll get out, don’t have to know when you’ll see sun, just know that it’s there, and that you will get there too.
I confuse Instagram and WhatsApp Stories. When can we just aggregate Everything with transparent & simple-frontend privacy & filtering options, and direct our collection points so our data goes where we choose, so the world can be a better place?
Judah & the Lion
D’Mentes feat. Lai Si – Todo Tu Amor
DJ Snake feat. Lauv – A Different Way
Eddie van der Meer – Believer (Imagine Dragons cover) (instrumental guitar)
Curly Strings – Kättemaks; Kauges külas
Trocadero – Contact
My spatial sense sometimes astounds me with its effectiveness. I wonder where it comes from, and I am very grateful for it.
I think my dreams are getting more elaborate, and interesting. System of luxury homes set into a hillside meadow, somehow free to occupants, protective measures from natural disasters; many social and physical details. Come as usual.
Side progress was had. Does little for the task list, yet does plenty anyway.
I think being a bit in love with a lot of people — without needing them to yourself nor needing to be loved by them — might be the best thing.
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