We ain’t half a mile away from the graveyard
Some of them souls used to carry your keys
Feds built a road through them and their neighbors homes
So they could sit around and watch you speed
I ain’t ever met a harmless stranger
Lord knows I’ve known you for a long old time
What you want right now you won’t want later
There’s another one of us down the highway
The older I get, the more I understand why people disappear into gardening, baking, reading, and long walks. Not because life got boring. Because peace became valuable.
i love that period when you find a great series & you don't care about anything except the series. you forget about everything, just you & the series.
I am no longer afraid of things falling apart. I have seen what happens after the worst of it. The sun still rises, people still laugh, new things still begin, and one day, you find yourself happy about something you once thought you would never recover from.
get obsessed with being interesting again. read weird stuff. take the long way home. learn an instrument. sit by water. talk to old people. fall in love. get your heart broken. live. routine is starving your soul