We are all just waiting for another universe to collide with ours, to change what we can’t ourselves. To fill us, to make us whole. It’s interesting how afterwards, we realize that the storm returns to calm, but the stars are always changed and we don’t choose whose collisions change us. We all start as strangers, but we often forget that we choose who ends up a stranger too.http://thoughtcatalog.com/brianna-wiest/2014/02/how-the-people-we-once-loved-become-strangers-again/
Anxious people can have a hard time staying motivated, period, because their intense focus on their worries distracts them from their goalsWinifred Gallagher (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
I have to wonder if your sweetness is compensating for a secret; your loving words, your homemade food. But then why do I feel so distant?
Where am I? Where are you?
Maybe it’s just me.