Only remotely having to do with fitness because there’s food involved… had to reblog.
This is HILARIOUS!
(Source: unabating)
Calvin: If people sat outside and looked at the stars each night, I’ll bet they’d live a lot differently.
Hobbes: How so?
Calvin: Well, when you look into infinity, you realize that there are more important things than what people do all day.
(via littlesttruth)
(via littlesttruth)
love it.
(Source: existentia-blog, via bykerrielizabeth)
"Many people like to imagine themselves as big novels— 800 page doorstops that include forty fascinating characters buzzing around each other, major crisis and triumphs, perhaps even a world scale event like a war or natural disaster in the background. All of this preferably described with the panache and poetry of a Russian master like Tolstoy or a French wordsmith like Proust. But the truth is most of us live 243 page lives, if that. There are only a few major characters in our individual stories, maybe a mid-level crisis or two, certainly some triumph or tragedy sprinkled throughout. But rarely is it profound or interesting enough to demand more pages, more explication, more background. Thoreau famously said most people live lives of quiet desperation. He could just as easily have said most lives can be summed up effectively in 200 page novels written by adequate mid-list authors."
— Jonathan Carroll (via browndresswithwhitedots)
(Source: facebook.com, via browndresswithwhitedots)
"Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you- it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you… Hopefully, you leave something good behind."
— Anthony Bourdain (via sorakeem)
Too true. One thing I came to accept this past winter was that you have to be willing to travel places with the possibility that you won’t like them. Different people have different tastes, and some trips will be more of a gamble than others, but that is a part of the whole which you need to accept.
(Source: theinspiredwoman, via awelltraveledwoman)
The last few days Myanmar and Bangkok randomly have been appearing in my subconscious. I don’t know why, but it has made me really miss them. This usually happens to me after traveling. The most surreal instances are when I walk out of my apartment and am suddenly overwhelmed with how much the air wherever I am, reminds me of the air someplace I’ve been. This happened to me last spring semester: while walking out of the library after pulling an all-nighter, I was all of a sudden struck by the thought that the early morning Westminster air reminded me of early morning Siem Reap (I also frequently am reminded of Tucson, AZ’s air by Westminster’s air). I don’t know if this says something about Westminster, or myself, but it has directed me back to my photos, so here I am posting some. This will most likely continue to happen.
