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That Old Bay sign!

That Old Bay sign!

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Paul Auster, Winter Journal


Paul Auster, Winter Journal



Where does the smell of rain come from?

If you said “from the sky,” then congratulations! You are hilarious. But it’s a lot more interesting than that. The pungent perfume that accompanies rainstorms carries special chemical signatures, some born from lightning, some from deep within the soil.

And beyond just being pleasant and nostalgic, those smells are actually useful to some living things, such as telling plants when it’s time to grow, guiding camels across the desert, and even signaling some fish when it’s time to get “romantic”. 

Take a big whiff, because there’s a science storm a-comin’!

All that pain and misery… and loneliness… and it just made it kind.

- Amelia Pond (via tylerknott)


look , i literally can’t stress how cute this deleted parks and rec scene is and im about to lose my fucking shit.

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For the love of polka dots and all the accessories. 


For the love of polka dots and all the accessories. 

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The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel.

- Steven Furtick  (via thatkindofwoman)

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i want a word for the almost-home.

that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.

what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
comfortably exhausted?

i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.

give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.

i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.

- there and back again, n.m.h.  (via running-from-infinity)

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