2 pointsby rajavijayaraman5 hours ago2 comments
  • tetris115 hours ago
    I wish there was a word for forgotten beauty.

    I grew up at the foothills of mountains, but moved abroad into a flat city.

    Every time I return, my heart aches as I gaze up at the vast towering landscape I grew accustomed to once upon a time, and yet each time I go back to the city, that longing in my heart is just sealed away again

  • pestatije5 hours ago
    mid-life crisis is well documented