Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.
— Joan Bauer, Almost Home
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
— Ernest Hemingway (via deliriouscat)
the courage it took to get out of bed each
to face the same things
over and over
— Charles Bukowski (via bruisinq)