Where the river may lead
It is funny how life can work. The tributaries one might aimlessly be drifting down and their flow into a larger river that leads to a place they knew all along, but hadn’t known how to get there.
In perusing a random stream of pictures of the city of Florence here on Tumblr, I felt inclined to visit the blog of one particular person. It turns out this woman has been feeling things in relation to heartache that I connect with strongly. Her words are some of which I myself have been unable to find. Good on you, Tumblr, good on you.
