Lonely at 3am.

Maturity is realising that other people are not mind readers, even those who love you. It’s on you to reach out, talk about how you feel, and to explain yourself. ​Everybody is busy living their own lives and is caught up in their own issues & problems, amidst all that you can’t expect them to magically be in tune with your every need and emotion. Communicate.

Fairy Pools by Chris Golightly Via Flickr: Another grey overcast day on Skye. Even though the weather was not on my side I think the fairy pools hold some kind of magic that allow you to create a beatiful scene regardless of the light. Home of the Winged Ones, Deep inside a hidden valley, a-ringed by the arms of a mountain, there is the home of the Fae Folk, who live by the Faerie Fountain. On oppressive, grey sky days, the fog slides down the hills, to hide their lives from prying eyes, and muffle laughs that lilt and trill. The deep, soft grass is floor and bed, to hide marks where tiny feet dance. They dive and dip and gurgle and splash, like the river in which they prance. The river it sings and gurgles, or so we Big Folk are led to believe, but in the silence of the Faerie Pools, the songs of the Winged Ones are weaved. K.T. Miller 4/7/2015