Weepingjuly - Dark Cloud Over My Head

Soooooo....is someone going to write fanfiction about Ellie returning to Squahamish to reunite with Aster to fulfill every viewer's fantasy orrr....?

The half of it just took half of my heart

The fourth largest religion.

I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk / down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs / to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you” / when someone sneezes, a leftover / from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying. / And sometimes, when you spill lemons / from your grocery bag, someone else will help you/ pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other. / We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot, / and to say thank you to the person handing it. To smile / at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress / to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder, / and for the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass. / We have so little of each other, now. So far / from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange. / What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these / fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here, / have my seat,” “Go ahead — you first,” “I like your hat.”

— Small Kindnesses, Danusha Laméris

Found in Anne Carson’s Plainwater: Essays and Poetry

Finally I did it! From head to this journal !

The art of Mark Maggiori

Oil

Way too much!

I have to keep myself reminding this!

You can do and have all you want if you step out of your own way. You are nothing less than stunning.

i wish i could stop entering social situations under the presumption that everyone already is annoyed by my presence.. i know i have the capacity for warmth and connection but the second i enter a scenario with other people my mind tries to convince me everyone hates me regardless of how nice the interaction seems to be going… screaming