Don’t you ever, ever think that there is not something beautiful left to behold.  Everywhere, even in the darkest days and the loneliest nights, there is something stunningly gorgeous waiting to find your emptied eyes.  Promise me, promise, that when it comes, when it arrives, when you stumble aimlessly upon it, you will stop, you will wipe them, and you will let every bit of it race through and into you.  Let it fill you.  Let it heal. Giant Yellow Orange Trees Outside Montana City (by TylerKnott)

Don’t you ever, ever think that there is not something beautiful left to behold.  Everywhere, even in the darkest days and the loneliest nights, there is something stunningly gorgeous waiting to find your emptied eyes.  Promise me, promise, that when it comes, when it arrives, when you stumble aimlessly upon it, you will stop, you will wipe them, and you will let every bit of it race through and into you.  Let it fill you.  Let it heal.

Giant Yellow Orange Trees Outside Montana City (by TylerKnott)