—in the film Billy Elliot, Billy’s response when asked by a tutor, “What does it feel like when you’re dancing?”
They are so lovely.
last video post of the night.
beautiful music, beautiful art.
“Somebody That I Used to Know” by Gotye feat. Kimbra
mmmmm classy
on a roll with Kimbra
“Good Intent” music vid
whoa whoa whoa now…
I found my new addiction.
currently groovin’ to “Settle Down” by Kimbra
reminiscing.
playing Apples to Apples with the people whom have changed my life in the past four years…my last night in my dorm…on the last night of my college career.
Treat your ears right. Listen to this track.
Damn, this is good. Listen to this. You won’t regret it.
We settled over hot tea and other illustrious things.
Any slight rain calls for a batch of slow-brewed tea. We talk while the leaves seeped a soothing aroma, light yet distinct. In a matter of minutes, the water changed moods from clear to a hazy auburn. Even the steam calmed to a soft flow of silk strands.
There is something about tea that can transition polite chat to a profoundly deep conversation. We are as careful with words as we are handling the cup, for both have the ability to burn our tongues.
Although the liquid dissipates, the dialogue does not. We let candle light continue where the tea aroma left off and relaxed while the soothing auburn burned slow to the core.
There is something magical about tea.
agreed, some of my most profound conversations spawned from tea sessions.
—J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via atomos)
(via krishasaidknockyouout)
After my parents’ divorce several months ago, I had to experience many many changes. Of course there were the emotions and life perspectives I had to confront and reevaluate. But what dug under my skin were the little alterations that took place within my house. It was difficult getting used to my dad not living here anymore as I was experiencing the post-grad life and moving back in. For the last time, my parents helped me pack and unpack my things. For the first time, I said goodbye to my dad and watched him drive away after wards. Watching my house change within the past couple months was one of the most difficult things I had to experience this year. I miss how the household dynamic used to be. Here’s a list of the little details I miss the most.
