"It's the loneliest feeling in the world - to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "what's the matter with her?" I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away." -Anonymous
"It's like I realized that way down inside, I've always been lonely for something. But I don't know what for. It's like everybody in the world wants something. Only they never really know exactly what it is - they just keep finding out what it's not. You know how, when you turn off the TV or you come out of some concert, and everything just feels empty? Like you thought that would be what you wanted, and then it wasn't?" -Anonymous
"Did it surprise you that I am not who you thought I was? Did it surprise you to find that I don't exactly stand for what you thought I stood for all along? Did it surprise you to find that I'm not exactly how I played myself out to be? That the person you thought I was is actually nothing to what I am." -Anonymous
"I believe in whatever gets you through the night. Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four am knows all my secrets. Four am is when my dreams die." -Anonymous
"It's not how tragically we suffer but how miraculously we live." -Anonymous
Lately, recently in my life, I have discovered a passion for photography.
I love taking pictures of beautiful things, things that just happen-like sunsets, flowers, ocean waves, clouds...
Things we see every day, just to remind myself that beauty happens all the time, and should be valued and appreciated.
I don't like to take pictures of people. The most beautiful things about people is usually something that cannot be spotted by a camera lens. That kind of beauty is internal.
But I love taking pictures of things...things that just happen.
Such a perspective, a moment captured and preserved.
It reminds me of a mood, a smell, a feeling, a person, a song, a dream...
Even when everything else seems overwhelming, or hopeless, impossible, unforgiving, insensitive, desperate,
you can look and remember-
beauty.
Things that just happen.
Even when nothing feels right.
When it feels like nothing is going to be okay again.
Beauty.
And it brings me back to what was.
And it reminds me of what may come.
Things that just happen.