Around this time of year I like to read Antoine De Saint-Exupery’s Le Petit Prince.
I started reading it every year after I found a note scribbled on the front cover of a copy my uncle had given to my aunt while they were dating. It said something along the lines of, “I read this once a year and am always reminded of you”.
At first I did it to preserve the secret romantic notion that I happened to intrude on—but I barely understood the story for a long, long time and so the idea of keeping the annual habit quickly faded.
It wasn’t until I read it again in the beginnings of my adulthood that it struck me. I finally understood the reason for that front cover note—why he read it every year. It’s terribly hard to avoid.
Now the feeling just creeps up on me and it’s perchance that it happens to be every winter. It’s an affinity that may be urged by the onslaught of colder weather.
It’s sweet that those who know that I love the story have gifted me the book. I have the privilege of owning several editions. It’s just very strange that none of these are in English.
Sometimes I hate having to sleep.
Can I just lick your face, once.
perfection in leather form
Life as is. @sooooojinnn @charlesbarkleyontnt @thesarahklass @jnyn
You told me you never sleep. And so I take it that you’ve been up stealing glances, never living in the present—Always up because the less sunrises your body notices, the more days you can keep for eternity. You have doubled on bad habits thinking with hope, that you can finally catch up to the earth’s rotation.
But sandbags are futile when the world’s inundation will come to collapse bridges and form oceans in the spots where you had hoped to breathe.
I’ll tell you, time will slow to a livable pace if you let it wave onto shores as it pleases, without the worry of glass walls that keep it under the most meticulous of surveillance.
How disagreeable it may seem at times, but the more you try to keep up, keep check, keep contained, the more you will see you that you’re not standing anywhere at all. And that’s a dangerous place to be—the middle of the ocean—when you can be on the beach. Come sleep next to me.
Pegi Vail, director of the new documentary ‘Gringo Trails,’ on the transformative effects of tourism on the places and people involved.
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me: Seeing someone prepare an uncooked turkey is very sexual
mom (stuffing the shit out of our turkey): Of course, look (as she fists turkey)
Thank you God
Childish Gambino feat. Chance the Rapper - “The Worst Guys”
I’ve learned that when the enemy attacks, God reacts. God doesn’t just sit back and think, “Well, I wonder what’s going to happen. I wonder what they’re going to do.” No, God goes to work. You are His most prized possession. It says in Psalms, “God is close to those that are hurting. God is close to the broken hearted.” God knows when you’ve gotten a bad medical report. He knows when you’re struggling in your finances. He knows when you’re being mistreated. You may not see anything happening, but you can be assured that Almighty God is not only aware, He is at work. He already has the solution. If you will stay in faith, at the right time, He will release a flood of His power, a flood of healing, a flood of restoration. He will not only bring you out, He will bring you out better off than you were before!
God of restoration. wow
To be frank, all of this has been true so far in my life.
Habakkuk 2:3 “This vision is for a future time. It describes the end, and it will be fulfilled. If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently, for it will surely take place. It will not be delayed.”