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asking for help at work feels like being stabbed 400 times then getting run over by three trucks and shot like one thousand times

i just want to live a quiet soft life but i think i'm literally on the wrong planet for that. the older i get the more i feel like i'm just not made for this world. i don't know what to do about that.

one day

Czeslaw Milosz, tr. by Robert Haas, from “Late Ripeness”, Second Space: New Poems

"what was your childhood like?" idk I wasn't there

is anyone else fascinated with the concept of reclaiming silence and boredom?

because why does it feel so freeing? no screens, no music, no distractions, just being and observing the world around you.

i mean, i wish it hadn't come this far. i wish i didn't have to "reclaim" something so natural. but at the same time it feels good to be reminded of how simple it can be to be more connected to yourself and the world around you again.

i'm such an easily overstimulated person. especially when i'm in public places i usually prefer to have headphone in and listen to music. but recently even that feels too overwhelming, so i just keep my headphones in but don't listen to music.

i know it's ironic that i'm not actually doing nothing right now as i'm typing this on tumblr but right now it's raining and it kind of feels like a treat to just sit and listen while typing.

i'm just happy that i'm starting to lean towards enjoying life in a less distracted way again. that's all.

most of the time everything sucks but when the sky is blanketed in dark blue-grey clouds after heavy raining and the sun starts to peek through the clouds so that the tops of trees glint pale green and every white structure is starkly, blindingly silhouetted against the sky i’m ok.

Favorite Photos Friday

Misty mountain hike in Mount Rainier National Park

Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001