But I'm not good with words
and also what am I doing here, I should be somewhere, looking across the sea, having a walk in the forest and climbing rocks but instead I'm here reblogging photographs I wish I'd taken, words I wish I wrote, seeing people go somewhere, wishing, wishing, wishing that I'm the one going places.
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and also what am I doing here, I should be somewhere, looking across the sea, having a walk in the forest and climbing rocks but instead I'm here reblogging photographs I wish I'd taken, words I wish I wrote, seeing people go somewhere, wishing, wishing, wishing that I'm the one going places.
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“I’m going to do nothing but sit in the sun, eat hugely, and watch landscapes. That’s the way I travel. Looking, looking, looking and making up phrases to match clouds. It is the passion of my life.”— Virginia Woolf, from Congenial Spirits: The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf (Harcourt, 1990)
“I become rather restless with my desire to write, my desire to read, my desire to talk, and to be alone, and arrive at some conception of the meaning of all things.”— Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Gerald Brenan, 10 August 1923