"What matters most is how well you walk through the fire."
-Charles Bukowski

So I danced at the grocery store, which didn’t embarrass anyone but myself. But this is the face I woke up to this morning, so I should’ve known it was going to be a strange day.

Found this on my lunch break.

Stephen Fry.

Stephen Fry.

(via neverrealworld)

My darling cat caught a moth, then proceeded to rip it to pieces throughout the bathroom.

Cats, yo.

Today, my friend asked me what sort of secrets I thought this plant was hiding.

Berry juice stains. Signs of a summer evening well spent.

We had some amazing weather yesterday, so we took some time to sit on the roof and enjoy it.

I need to lighten this up, but I still like the basic color contrast.