I went to a market today in midtown and met a girl who was selling her poems. You pick your topic and price and she writes you a poem on the spot. The girl before me traded her favorite drawing pen for a poem. I traded $3 for a poem about traveling.
I took this photo back in November after finishing a book called Allegiant, lets just say it affected me deeply. I kept thinking about why the ending hurt so much as it seemed silly to feel for people who hadn’t even existed, in the end I realised it hurt because it mattered. The main character gave me strength and made me feel like I could take on anything, I’m grateful for that and I’m grateful for the fact that books exist otherwise I don’t know where I’d be.(The silhouette is of Chicago which relates to the trilogy)
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet