We’re close, we say, to mean that we’re emotionally connected, that we are not separate; or, we’ve become distant, to describe the opposite. After years in New York City, Georgia O’Keeffe moved to rural New Mexico, from which she would sign her letters to the people she loved, ‘from the faraway nearby.’ It was a way to measure physical and psychic geography together.
Rebecca Solnit, The Faraway Goodbye (via lemonlights)
Fall Break 2013: The Fairy Ring and the abandoned car at Amethyst Brook not pictured.
Missed this place.
Also I went back to my old ballet school today. I love those people. So much.
Ingrid Michaelson - You and I
I’m mostly just posting this because I’m hardcore channeling the lyric “Let’s get rich and buy everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance.” This is brought on by two things:
1) My love for dancing and nice sweaters even on a good day
2) The fact that my building has a steam leak and we mostly have no heat even though it’s cold cold cold cold so dancing and nice sweaters are basically necessary for survival