RT stoutnikki (illustration) and michellek (words)
How long did you wait for the sun to find you before you fled your unlit rooms and your flickering screens and took barefoot to all the fields outside your door?
[photo by Select Study Abroad, text by Coffeegirl]
by Oleg Oprisco
Rent an old house on a shore and live where your heart runs free
by Amorito Citrella
“I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.”
― Anna Funder, Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall
(by Jillian Alice on Flickr)
The sea will always be yours, they told her. No matter how life breaks or shapes you, how many cracks it makes in your beautiful surface, you belong to the sea and it to you. In it, you are whole, and you.