Sunrise, Sunset. In the beginning we face the sun, diving into our lives, experiencing firsts, every day beginning with the promise of something different. Headlights or taillights decided by the flip of a coin. Days are short and nights are long. You are alive!
We relocate after high school, see the sun from another place on the map. Its harder to stare into now, and we begin to consider turning…
Here comes the ☼
I think..if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.
― Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy (via seabois)