tylerknott:

Mountains know secrets we need to learn. That it might take time, it might be hard, but if you just hold on long enough, you will find the strength to rise up.
Mt Hood Wide at Sunset (by TylerKnott)

Mountains know secrets we need to learn. That it might take time, it might be hard, but if you just hold on long enough, you will find the strength to rise up.

Mt Hood Wide at Sunset (by TylerKnott)

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8.29.2011 |172 notes

I guess I find comfort in the precariousness. I may uhh, go so far as to say that I may cultivate it…

Andrew Bird

8.26.2011 |4 notes
andrew bird,

You know you’re a caffeine addict when you want coffee badly enough to drink it out of a gravy boat because the rest of your mugs are in the dishwasher.

8.22.2011 |Notes

Cara: Really, look at this point in our lives - look at how old we are...a century ago we all had guidance and coverings and accountability. But now we're expected to have a our crap together...
Jessie: And look at us now, we're all just floating... lost...
Cara: Exactly, we have no idea what to do with ourselves...
Nick: I'm so lost that I am literally looking at a map right now.

8.20.2011 |0 notes

"I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike!"

Me: When you walk to the store, will you look to see if there is a good spot to lock my bike up near the Starbucks?
Best Friend Nick: You know I was thinking about it yesterday when I took your bike out. The brakes were actually kind of bad. And this isn't a very bike friendly area... sidewalks just end...
Me: My brakes are bad? But I bought the bike refurbished?
Best Friend Nick: Well let me show you... ::shows me::
Me: Hm, well the bike is all rusted now from sitting out in my sister's shed for 9 months. When I bought it refurbished it had no rust.
Best Friend Nick: Well it has rust now.
Me: Maybe that's why the brakes don't work well.
Best Friend Nick: Maybe.
Me: Remind me, when I use this kind of bike lock don't I attached it to the main frame and the front wheel so people don't steal it?
Best Friend Nick: Why are you asking me? I don't know anything about bikes. I don't have a mustache. Or wear a neck kerchief. Or wear tight jeans with one leg rolled up. I'm not some bike wielding hipster.

8.20.2011 |2 notes
conversations about bikes, bicycles, hipsters,

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.

Walt Whitman

8.19.2011 |Notes
walt whitman,

My heart is aching a little for thick fog in a mountainous region, for dew on fields of grass, and for rain drops on a wood framed window pane.

8.15.2011 |0 notes