Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting around for somebody to give you flowers"
Friday, June 22, 2012 || 6:39 PM
"Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any attention. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that x years later, i would recall it in such detail."
"Writing from memory like this, I often feel a pang of dread. What if I've forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me, there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?"
"Traveling with __ was always a bittersweet experience. The bitterness came at that time, the sweetness in happy retrospect."
"The beauty of being on holiday is talking to the air."
Have a good weekend ahead folks ;)