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Frozen Creek and Setting Moon (by Dag Ole Nordhaug)
me: *looks at all the unread books in my room*
me: *buys more books*
me: *watches netflix*
Ipanema Sunset by Andre Joaquim
Вячеслав Мищенко
“The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul.” - Wyland.
A magical #sunset on the beach at North Point tonight. #MoretonIsland #SeeAustralia #ThisIsQueensland
Magic (by Alessio Putzu )
Magic (by Alessio Putzu )
Revisited by Justin Minns
Heating Tops by Greg Boratyn
Glowworms Illuminate New Zealand’s Caves
Photographer Shaun Jeffers traveled to the Waitomo area to capture its limestone caves, which are illuminated by glowworms. The alien-like critters emit a phosphorescent turquoise light.
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Srars burst (by Alexej Mecheriakov)
weekend. (by mariell øyre)
cooling off
by Denny Bitte
Sunrise over Crater Lake, Oregon // @goparks
Untitled // Kelly Chuning
Winter Fairytale (by Jasna Matz)
Today Is National Take Your Dog To Work Day.
It turns out procrastination is not typically a function of laziness, apathy or work ethic as it is often regarded to be. It’s a neurotic self-defense behavior that develops to protect a person’s sense of self-worth. You see, procrastinators tend to be people who have, for whatever reason, developed to perceive an unusually strong association between their performance and their value as a person. This makes failure or criticism disproportionately painful, which leads naturally to hesitancy when it comes to the prospect of doing anything that reflects their ability — which is pretty much everything. But in real life, you can’t avoid doing things. We have to earn a living, do our taxes, have difficult conversations sometimes. Human life requires confronting uncertainty and risk, so pressure mounts. Procrastination gives a person a temporary hit of relief from this pressure of “having to do” things, which is a self-rewarding behavior. So it continues and becomes the normal way to respond to these pressures. Particularly prone to serious procrastination problems are children who grew up with unusually high expectations placed on them. Their older siblings may have been high achievers, leaving big shoes to fill, or their parents may have had neurotic and inhuman expectations of their own, or else they exhibited exceptional talents early on, and thereafter “average” performances were met with concern and suspicion from parents and teachers.
David Cain, “Procrastination Is Not Laziness” (via sociolab)
#huh #well shit
(via 85-percent)
.. after halloween. There is still autumn outside, but I’m getting that christmas-feeling. I want to search everything christmas and start posting on my christmas blog. But then I feel different. Like it’s too early for that, and since I LOVE autumn I kind of feel guilty - also, I want to embrace everything that’s left of autumn before all the leaves and colors are gone. Does any of you feel the same?
People around me: *display personality traits that make them unique and well liked*
Brain: ⚠🚨⚠🚨⚠🚨⚠🚨!!!!????!?!?! do we have those
Me: *checks files* Uhhhhhh nope
Brain:
Me:
Brain: steal
I feel like allowing yourself to fall in love is like physically handing someone your mind and body and soul and allowing them to destroy you at any moment. Like here’s my heart, my brain, my knees, my eyes. Fuck me up. I’m still limping from my previous experience, but I’m doing my best to hide it because you deserve someone brand new. I’m giving you the opportunity to hurt me. I’m giving you the chance to create images I don’t want to see and have conversations I wouldn’t want to hear. I’m going to completely submerge myself in your love, and I pray to God you swim with me.
Oops (via moaka)
I sold my soul to the Autumn trees,
To the quiet woods and the chilly breeze
I yearn for the rain and a good book or two
Hot tea and a Sunday that I can sleep through
No longer need Winters, nor Springs or those Summers
I have fallen in love with all these Fall colours
It’s time for cozy sweaters, bonfires, Halloween, hot drinks, cold noses, stylish scarves and boots. It’s time for the leaves to dances in their royal shades of gold and red. It’s time for pumpkin carving, pumpkin pie and pumpkin spice lattes. It’s time for browsing bookstores on rainy evenings and falling in love with stories that take place during the cold months. It’s time for Halloween movie marathons and flickering candles. It’s time for crisp air, rosy cheeks, cold hands, toques and visiting pumpkin patches.
It’s time for new beginnings.
Happy autumn, everybody!