Life is so fucking vivid and therefore so fragile. Not just „life“ in general but everything that’s included. Waking up, eating, working out, meeting friends/family, going to work, sleeping with a roof over your head or just the sky to cover you, exchanging smiles and looks with strangers, hearing your very own blood pulsating in your ears… It’s the simplest things. I wonder how much of a peaceful place this would be all over when all those little puzzle pieces would be seen as directly connected and precious. Maybe just taken less for granted. It feels like everything is falling apart right now. But everything will eventually fall back together. Not potentially to where it was but to something new that formed out of the wrecks of hope and pain. See the beauty of things and how much each and every one of us is part of it. Make beautiful things happen and take care of the beauty that is already here. Be kind. I’m not just saying it. Be it. Be Kind. [it’s sexy]