Not sure if I’m recharging or just hiding from the world, but this weekend’s got that strange kind of peace where time moves slow and fast at the same time. I may or may not be dressed like a person who has errands to run with zero intention of running them.

ᴡɪʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ, ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ . ɪ ᴀꜱᴋ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. ɪ ᴄᴀꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ.

🔭🔎 scouting near and far :: thought follower

feeling it too
calling it the solstice stillness 
turn of the seasons accelerates slowly, thank goodness