Upon that high mount, I must seem miniscule. Source of contention, a pariah for you I will be. Not much of a consolation for your hurting heart, but, there is nothing to soothe the never ending fault finding of a fool.
“Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story.”—Susan Cain (via rittou)