We all want things to stay the same. Some settle for misery because they're scared of change or scared things will crumble to ruins. When I look around at the many things I had an opportunity to see, I see the chaos these things have endured. The way these things have been burned, pillaged, and now have adapted as to have found a way to build itself back again. I was reassured my life isn't so chaotic, it's the world aa a whole that is. The real trap is getting attached to any of it. Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation. Even in the eternal city, emperors have shown that we must be prepared for endless waves of transformation. That's life.
if traveling tends to magnify human em🔎ti🦋ns, then i guess..... the feeling of connection is what we l👀k for. butterflies in the stomach? no. butterflies out of the stomach; im ready. so..."try to make sense of what you see and wonder about what makes the universe exist. be curious." - s. hawking
there she was sitting on the top of the world in a coin laundry. she could have been royalty sitting in a palace like a queen. she asks, "do you have a story for me? the one where we all live happily. have you got a house on a hill, plus a dollar for me?" so now.. she's there sitting on the edge. she could've been a common thief, sitting in the dirt quite happily. i ask her, "...just tell me about the days when you were seventeen." - inspired by an extraordinary person and her story that never ends. love you, t. harris.