My imagination needs stretching.
Word of the day: remystify
Be safe tonight, and be smart. Picture in your mind right now what you value most. Don’t lose what you see.
But that night the boys made a grave error. They fell asleep. A few hours later they awoke to water crashing down over their heads. It was dark. They hoisted the sail, which the wind promptly tore to shreds. Next to break was the rudder.
Keep reading. It’s worth it.
The real Lord of the Flies: what happened when six boys were shipwrecked for 15 months – The Guardian
What? It’s not like I don’t have the time.
Word of the day: unpleasant
Meeting people – especially beloved people – at train stations is one of my most treasured things to do. It’s so immediate, with none of the airport’s current “security” silliness: seeing (and hearing and feeling) the train arrive, searching through the ensuing crowd for that face you want to see, and seeing the smile that makes the rest of the world disappear when your eyes meet. So many happy reunions, so many tearful goodbyes – train stations must be full of so much residual human emotion. Maybe that’s why they’re so magical.
Source: The Daddy Train — ellemef
Local people, help me find something fun to do for New Year’s Eve. This latest iteration of me actually seems to enjoy having fun.
I’ve had something beautiful that looks like it’s fading now. I won’t hold too tightly to anything that’s not mine to keep, but I don’t want to let go just yet.