It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out.
I want to repeat one word for you:
Leave.
Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn't it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don't worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed."
donald miller // through painted deserts
every time I turn around
something else just floated away
there ain't a single thing that I've found
with wings that decided to stay
something else just floated away
there ain't a single thing that I've found
with wings that decided to stay
maybe it's the place on the wall
or maybe it's the space where the phone didn't call
or maybe it's this thing in my chest
we'll know what it was by the hole that it left
now it's leaving, leaving but I don't know where
leaving, leaving, leaving but I don't know where
or maybe it's the space where the phone didn't call
or maybe it's this thing in my chest
we'll know what it was by the hole that it left
now it's leaving, leaving but I don't know where
leaving, leaving, leaving but I don't know where
josh ritter // "leaving"
In a couple days, I'll be leaving Mobile for the summer. London, Huntsville, New Orleans, Huntsville again, and then back here for it to start all over again. It will be good to get out for awhile; I need a little bit of a break. I just wanted to share this song and excerpt from one of my favorite books because I felt that they both fit very nicely.
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