since the thing perhaps is
to eat flowers and not to be afraid.
We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.
I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.
It got a little stormy in NYC today.
I set up this time lapse at my window in park slope in anticipation of the storms. I left to get some food and I came back to catch the onset. I snapped a whole lot more photos when I was there. that is what gives the “slow mo” effect at the end.
(Source: framesandflames, via aviiendha)
They didn’t understand it, but like so many unfortunate events in life, just because you don’t understand it doesn’t mean it isn’t so.
— Lemony Snicket, The Bad Beginning (via hourglasss