“Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.”— (via bl-ossomed)
(Source: conflictingheart)
“I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —”— Georgia O’Keeffe, in a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O’Keeffe: Art and Letters
(via searchingfortenderness)
(Source: luthienne)