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I miss everything about summer.

Every time I settle into a term, it ends. I’m excited to be staying in this room for 8 months but not excited that I’m here.



From Lifeguard Station 26 / #15, 1999by John Humble

i needed this. alone.



From Lifeguard Station 26 / #15, 1999
by John Humble

i needed this. alone.

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what is white culture

clapping after an airplane lands

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new beginnings aren’t always the easiest

at least I have a nice view from mine 


 fresh ❤ bright


 fresh ❤ bright

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the search for yourself

I frequent Thought Catalog and it just has a lot of posts about why you should travel in your 20s and sometimes, conversely, why you shouldn’t travel in your 20s. Here’s my take: 

Note: “traveling” in this post means taking trips longer than 3 months. The type of trips you cancel your rent, get rid of your cell phone number, and move off the grid for. 

A lot of people I met traveling had one thing in common: they were looking for themselves. A lot of them went through traumatic experiences: breakups, divorces, or just feeling generally lost in life. I know that feeling. A lot of them were celebrating things: graduation, taking time off before a new job, starting new with a new perspective. I beamed when I heard their stories because they were just so genuinely excited to see what they will find. 

Unlike all of them, I think one thing being away taught me was that I made myself a lot more lost (and that’s not necessarily a bad thing). I’ve spent this entire summer trying to put it all back together (and I think I’ve done a decent job). The world didn’t tell me who I was because that’s up to me to figure out for myself. Instead, it told me who I wasn’t. And sometimes, that’s just as important. 

does that make sense?