I drove down to Callala Beach, the place Mum took us to as babies and the place that I think of, when I think of her as maybe still here somewhere. For a while I’ve been feeling sadness drifting back over me  and I thought maybe it would help to go somewhere beautiful and confront […]

some q’s i have… why do we find it so much easier to forgive men than women? why do we find it so much easier to forgive men than women? why do we find it so much easier to forgive men than women? why do we forgive them? why do we keep on forgiving them? […]

soft and gentle hills and air stained with olive.

These trees reminded me of a book i read as a kid, about a boy who wanders away from home in to the heart of a forest. He gets chased by a monster of fire.

a rare pic of tipsy me n some sun-stained shots from Barcelona </3

today i heard some1 say “all we really have is our happiness and it’s the most important thing” and i wondered if this was really true… like i don’t think i’ve ever applied that logic in my own life.. I think happiness in a Western sense has come to equate to a kind of sententious […]