The Continuous Unraveling of an Ever-Changing Mind.
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I remember my son once asked me, “Did you ever, like, kiss in high school?” And I told him this long drawn-out story of how shy I was, how I finally got a girlfriend but she broke up with me because I was too shy to try to kiss her, and then I had another girlfriend but still couldn’t figure out kissing. The technique was always a big obstacle in my head, like, How do you kiss? Where does your chin go? Forget about anything beyond kissing-first base was a total mystery to me. So I’m telling my son this long story, and he listens patiently until he finally realizes where I’m going with it, and he says, “Dad, no-did you like Kiss in high school? Kiss, the band!” And I was, “Oh yeah, Kiss…they were good.”

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June 23, 1611: The mutinous crew of Henry Hudson’s fourth voyage sets Hudson and his loyal crew members adrift in an open boat in what is now Hudson Bay; they are never seen again. 

Gorham Manufacturing Co. (Frank J. Ready, designer), Memorial to Henry Hudson: The Arrival of the Halve Maen, 1609, 1908. Leaded glass. New-York Historical Society, Gift of the Society of the Daughters of Holland Dames of New York, 1908.40

Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.
Mandy Hale (via onlinecounsellingcollege) ←

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Illustrator & Artist:

Donald T. McCullough

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Meanwhile somewhere else at the Bali zoo a pangolin carries its baby in its enclosure. The pangolin baby was born on May 31.

Picture: AP Photo/Firdia Lisnawati

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Snake - illustration - Marie Chapuis

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Illustrations by Laura Graves

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Alice Duke 

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Jardley Jean-Louis

Illustrations by Queens, New York based artist Jardley Jean-Louis:

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Edgar Ende (German, 1901-1965), Die Brennende Fahne, 1934, oil on canvas, private collection

Father of fantasy author Michael Ende (The Never Ending Story)

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Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.
Andrea Gibson, Bone Burying (via feellng) ←