There's something heavy sitting at the bottom of my stomach. It aches and aches and aches. It feels like a cavern which only wants more and more and more. Whether it's the newest pair of shoes or the stack of pancakes five minutes before brunch service ends or a person who entrances and delights you so much so that you want to trap them in some kind of giant bell jar. This heaviness won't be put off with Angus and Julia Stone or Bon Iver or repeated viewings of Wong Kar-wai movies or really dour W.H. Auden poems. So the sun goes up, and the sun goes down, and you've been in bed all day, drapes shut, ready only to sleep again. Sometimes the heaviness wins.
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Beautiful photos! Better said, blog full of beautiful pics with such a poetic atmosphere! You're very talented photographer! Now following and waiting for more! :)
p.s. thank you for your sweet comment!
I think I get what you mean. Great photos!
adore the library picture. there is something so romantic about libraries.
Such lovely photos Ana, I particularly love the rain and the library <3
Are you okay honeybun? Sounds blue.
Europe next year!!!
xxx
Beautiful pictures, my favourite is the first one.
hi ana, beautiful photos. i love the bleakness i'm perceiving in these.
i think i understand the feeling as i also sometimes get these little pangs.
Holy Golightly would call that feeling "the mean reds." Hate the feeling, but sometimes you just need time (and lovely photos like these) to break through that heaviness and feel more hopeful.
Aww! Hope you're OK! It's very poetiv, though, the way you say all those gloomy things - I know what you mean! Beautiful photos - especially that top one of the expressway - beautiful urban scenery.
Yep, I often feel the same, just that I would feel too much guilt if I spent whole day in bed.
Peace and love!
Darling Ana. I hope the heaviness has lifted since you wrote this.
♥
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