ThaMiyake

My ancestors, watching me dump an entire stick of cinnamon, two cloves, an allspice berry, and a generous grating of nutmeg into my tea, sweetened with white sugar and loaded with cream, while I sit in my clean warm house surrounded by books, 25+ outfits for different occasions, and 6 pairs of shoes, in a building heated so well I have the windows open in mid-autumn:

My ancestors being like:

Me: /wearily studying/

A friend who understands your tears is much more valuable than one who only knows your smiles.

If someone is not treating you with love and respect, it is a gift if they walk away from you. If that person doesn’t walk away, you will surely endure many years of suffering with him or her. Walking away may hurt for a while, but your heart will eventually heal. Then you can choose what you really want. You will find that you don’t need to trust others as much as you need to trust yourself to make the right choices.

Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding it.

“She’s known sadness, and it has made her kind.”

““I want to be the first thing you touch in the morning and the last thing you taste at night.””

Things I associate the signs with.