I’m at that awkward age where half my friends are engaged or having babies, and the other half are too drunk to find their phones.
Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
You attract the right things when you have a sense of who you are.
Anonymous asked: Which resources do you use for astrology? Do you find more solace in solitude or companionship? What's your guilty pleasure? Which wine is your favorite? You're intriguing; thought I would send some random questions your way.
-I get my horoscope everyday from astrocenter.com. But my main astrological resource right now is Mystic Mamma—so much wonderful astral insight with lots of other references I find myself getting lost in. Mystic Mamma always has an article right before the new moon, the full moon, the beginning of the month, etc.
-I find more solace in solitude. But I balance it out with quality friend time.
-I love trying new wines and I gravitate toward rose and white in the spring/summer. But my favorite wine is a red and it’s called Evodia. If I can’t decide on something new then that’s usually the one I’ll grab.
Light and love<3
Some steps need to be taken alone. It’s the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be.
“Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is “Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.” It’s nostalgia for studying abroad that one semester. Travel is realizing that “age thirty” should be shed of its goddamn stigma.” — Nick Miller
"Women always try to tame themselves as they get older, but the ones that look best are always a bit wilder." – Miuccia PradaMiuccia Prada by Guido Harari