August 21st, 2014
I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I’m here.
Sylvia Plath 

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August 21st, 2014


This is one of those spots you walk around in silence and awe (Ice Caves, WA)

Reblogged from Her Paperweight
August 21st, 2014

I woke up this morning and went to the beach, except for the very sporadic walker, the beach felt like it belonged to me, and me to it.

From my instagram @tkowkat

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August 21st, 2014

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Reblogged from LosPalmer
August 21st, 2014
What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
On The Road, Jack Kerouac

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Reblogged from The Southerly
August 20th, 2014
Never look back unless you are planning to go that way.
Henry David Thoreau 
Reblogged from Contemptus Saeculi
August 20th, 2014
Touch me without using your hands.
Six Word Story

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Reblogged from A Woman in Science
August 20th, 2014


Emerson Fry

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