Then the feeling moves on. It does not collapse; it is not whisked away. It simply moves on, like a train that stops at a small country station, stands for a while, and then continues out of sight.
The Hours (Michael Cunningham)
…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘That was fine’. And your life is a long line of fine.
Gone Girl (Gillian Flynn)
it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.
(via azul-estrellas)

Walking this way and that way,
People, people, people
Solitude
Freedom

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