I just want to remind you that sometimes your life really doesn’t begin until you are 26+… Romanticizing and obsessing over our youth is harmful. Growing up is beautiful. Discovering who you are and how you interact with the world is a gift. Maturing and learning what you truly want out of life and living in that purpose brings fulfillment and peace. Your life is not over in your early 20’s because you haven’t figured it out yet, it’s just beginning.
{ Mahmoud Darwish/ Virginia Woolf/ Edgar Allan Poe, from a Letter to Helen Whitman, “The Last Letters of Edgar Allan Poe to Sarah Helen Whitman”/ Albert Camus, The Possessed (transl. By O'Brien)/ Emily Dickinson/ Anton Chekhov, The Complete Works of Anton Chekhov “The Two Volodyas”/ Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes/ Louisa May Alcott, Little Women/ Yann Martel, Life of Pi/ Cameron Awkward-Rich, Meditations in an Emergency/ De profundis/ Oscar Wilde}
“suffering feels religious if you do it right” no shut up it doesn’t. my friends laughing in the kitchen while i make dinner feels religious. the sun on my face after a long winter feels religious.
{David Levithan/ Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace, 1996/ Mary Shelley, “Mathilda,” Originally Published c. October 1819/ Lidia Yuknavitch, “The Chronology of Water: A Memoir”/ Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid/ Marya Hornbacher, Waiting/ Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman/ Nick Miller/ Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998/ From the Book: Healing After Loss: Consoling The Bereaved by Imam Jalal al-Din al-Suyuti}
