When i'm not chasing the rabbit...

“Posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pier-heads; some looking over the bulwarks of ships from China; some high aloft in the rigging, as if striving to get a still better seaward peep. But these are all landsmen; of week days pent up in lath and plaster- tied to counters, nailed to benches, clinched to desks. How then is this? Are the green fields gone? What do they here?…It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life; and this is the key to it all.” - Herman Melville 

Jordan Randall, “The World I Want”  (via twloha)

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

C.G. Jung  (via wordsnquotes)

I haven’t been able to sleep. Restless even amongst my tender white sheets. I try to calm myself. Focus on the hum of the fan. The way it creates a wind that races up the back of my leg– Creating a cacophony of goosebumps. My tired black heart is distracted with my work and other peoples problems. I trip down a selfish hallway. Wanting things. More things that give little definition to a complete life. I feel trapped by my own self entitlement. I finally slip away. Only to be startled awake by the beeping of my alarm.

I’m not very good at being alone lately. The sadness is substantial pressing down on each and every pore. I sip warm tea slowly. Trying to practice gratitude. The warmth of the mug. The flavor’s resting on my tongue. I will it to repair the breaks on my black heart. To dry up the salt streaming from my brown eyes. There is usually a reason for this brokenness. Yet I’m grasping to explain this insanity.

Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via bl-ossomed)

a lyrical passage f. scott fitzgerland in our continuing series of finding poetry in unexpected places, to celebrate national poetry month

by benjamin kanarek

Caitlyn Siehl   (via thatkindofwoman)