Strings, wings and blue polyester.

The struggling life of a singing stewardess

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“Why blame the dark for being dark? It is far more helpful to ask why the light isn’t as bright as it could be”. #tbt #sortof

“Why blame the dark for being dark? It is far more helpful to ask why the light isn’t as bright as it could be”. #tbt #sortof

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To the End of You


wound up

unraveled


tangled up

sifted through


picked up

painted red


squeeze tight!

let go


starved skinny

fat and fed


spit out 

spattered blue


picking up the dirt

shaking off my boots


following the thread I’ve pulled-

all the way to the end of you.

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…And this, then,
is the vision of that Heaven of which
we have heard, where those who love
each other have forgiven each other,


where, for that, the leaves are green,
the light a music in the air,
and all is unentangled,
and all is undismayed.

Wendell Berry-“To My Mother”

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I really hope this means that the rest of today’s flights run smoothly and that I lie in the favor of the standby gods. (Taken with Instagram)

I really hope this means that the rest of today’s flights run smoothly and that I lie in the favor of the standby gods. (Taken with Instagram)