#100happydays #day41 - Summer beach nights; the last of the season. This has been the best summer in quite a long time. Here’s to keeping it up for the rest of 2014!

#100happydays #day41 - Summer beach nights; the last of the season. This has been the best summer in quite a long time. Here’s to keeping it up for the rest of 2014!

The sun has now set, on the [un]official last day of summer :( (at Coney Island Boardwalk)

The sun has now set, on the [un]official last day of summer :( (at Coney Island Boardwalk)

New York City was the only thing I had ever felt excitement or affection for, but I refused to believe that the world ended at the Hudson River to the west and the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway to the East.

Emily Carter Roiphe in “Transport”, from Good Bye to All That
It’s chilly and gray out. TV/Internet don’t work. Perfect day to stay in bed, read, and just put your thoughts back together.

It’s chilly and gray out. TV/Internet don’t work. Perfect day to stay in bed, read, and just put your thoughts back together.

It’s funny. When you leave your home and wander really far, you always think, ‘I want to go home.’ But then you come home, and of course it’s not the same. You can’t live with it, you can’t live away from it. And it seems like from then on there’s always this yearning for some place that doesn’t exist. I felt that. Still do. I’m never completely at home anywhere.

Danzy Senna

(The most perfect quote I’ve ever read about traveling, this is how I perpetually feel.)

I couldn’t put this better myself.

(Source: goodreads.com, via beautifulszewan)

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