Sunday, November 29, 2015

Slowly slowly, slowly I rush precipitantly forward...

"Sometimes, I feel like such beautiful things have no place existing in real life--like they belong only in Middle Earth or a Province of Narnia. Their crispy reality and tangibility are ungraspable even when I can run my fingers through eroded stone and ancient dust. I saw MA written on the Earth--proudly rising itself to the sky...The middle of nowhere is beautiful."

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