"To everything I’ve ever lost: thank you for setting me free" - Unknown
Love that lasts is boring in the best way: same person, same routine, still glad it’s them
Remember when Friday night meant a blockbuster run and pizza. Time flies
I’m getting really tired of waking up and not being back in Hawaii.
The night before an early flight is some of the worst sleep you’re gonna get
Disgust is the final level of detachment
Mondays are fine, it’s them that suck.
Photograph your friends. Record your kids laughing. Film the regular sh*t. One day regular becomes priceless.
Have you ever noticed that if you’re a private person it pisses people off.
That run dopamine hits different…
