Aaryn saw this photo on my wall tonight and asked if it was mine, saying she’d seen it on the internet before. It is kind of strange that tens of thousands of people have seen my bedroom, it is also kind of sad as this bedroom doesn’t exist anymore. When I get around to cleaning my room and making the wall pretty I may upload some photos of my new room. It’s kind of similar with less quirks - it is harder the create a homely feel in a white-walled apartment building than in a house your grandfather built from salvaged wood and homemade sand/sawdust/cement when you were first born.
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.
Rainer Maria Rilke (via purry)