july

wait till you get to the place where you no longer see them as weapons, but as reflections of your own wounds ready for healing. then they are not attacks but gifts of clarity and release 

that is when the universe really lets you in on the great cosmic joke

im existentially going through exactly that and it is so fucking overwhelming because it is just pure love that wants to come out of you

father, meditator and (freelance miniapp builder and consultant). this month working for $runner

i feel like all you can really do is let the love burn you alive. laugh until you cry. and breathe