outerstace

In the end, we all speak our very own native tongue. Miscommunication, some garbling of symbols and sounds, is inevitable. We can forgive ourselves and each other for that.

I love that.

Found Here

Don’t get me wrong. Life wasn’t all that terrible. In facts, parts of it were better than they had ever been. It is shocking how awesome life can be when you just show up without a drink in your hand. Did you know the sun comes up every day, and in those first minutes of sunrise the sky looks pink and orange and then lemon yellow? And remembering every conversation? Turns out that’s quite handy.

— Kim Severson