The speech by Terence Dickinson that Bryan and I went to see last night has me craving images like this, only in person.
All I’d ever wanted was to forget. But even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below. Because that is what happens when you try to run from the past. It doesn’t just catch up: it overtakes, blotting out the future, the landscape, the very sky, until there is no path left except that which leads through it, the only one that can ever get you home.
– Sarah Dessen (via slekes) Via dark and hollow placesNever been to an airport… Hopefully after next Friday I’ll have it to look forward to.
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Life is about laughing and living, in good and bad times. Getting through whatever comes our way and looking back and smiling.” -Unknown




