so utterly composed.
Keep your eyes open. Look up. Look around. Look how that bridge is constructed. The height of that tree. How many colors can you find in its leaves? How much movement in its shadow? Have you ever looked at the ground and the way it slopes? Or the colors of those two buildings side by side and how they look against the sky?
The most extraordinary feeling occurs when you realize that the things around you are not just there by chance. That someone at some point decided it to be that way. That exact iron gate. That exact tree. That precise color of blue to match that precise color of green. A square here. A frame there. Each number in that font, placed just so.
Intention. Precision. Execution.
It’s not something to take for granted.
but that’s been the hardest to understand.
Shine baby shine
Well, at least for the next few days..
Sunshine, here I come!
the beauty is in the details.
It’s just not always this obvious.
You’re always on a path. You’re headed somewhere. Step by step. One foot in front of the other. You don’t have to know where you’re going, to be, well, going.
Sometimes we wander. We lose our footing, move in circles, and feel like we never really get anywhere. But then there are those moments when you finally feel like you’re “there”. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be at exactly the right time. If you squint you can sorta make out a path in the distance. It’s strangely familiar. Comfortable even. You find yourself walking a little faster, your steps become a bit lighter. And slowly you start to realize that it’s not just that you’ve finally found the right path..
It’s that you’ve been on it all along.
with a life of its own.
Clothes don’t always become you.
That light really suits you..
