I see now why people so zealously guard their weekends
weird one, I know, but: any idea where I could possibly get custom engraving done on some plastic toys?
Home is whatever in this world you love more than you love yourself.
Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love, at TED 2014. Pair with Maya Angelou on home. (via explore-blog)
I wonder if I, too, smell like a potpourri basket
Fear is a wonderful thing, in small doses. You ride the ghost train into the darkness, knowing that eventually the doors will open and you will step out into the daylight once again. It’s always reassuring to know that you’re still here, still safe. That nothing strange has happened, not really. It’s good to be a child again, for a little while, and to fear — not governments, not regulations, not infidelities or accountants or distant wars, but ghosts and such things that don’t exist, and even if they do, can do nothing to hurt us.