The Village (2004)
dir. by M. Night Shyamalan
It’s so healing to wake up in a silent house and silently make your own coffee or tea and enjoy the beautifully intricate fullness of the morning silence while remaining calm and collected and unbothered by all outer and inner noise and it’s so low-key elevating and pacifying to rejoice in the silent atmosphere of your own house and just silently block the rest of the world…it’s a slice of heaven
Mar. 21, 2018 abnormal snow on cherry blossom in Tokyo
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951) dir. Elia Kazan
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peace and quiet
Y’all better stop thinking you can talk to anyone on the internet any type of way, especially when you struggle making calls to people in real life. People on the internet are not target practice for the insults you never got to hurl at your 5th grade bullies, or fodder for your unfettered feelings of insecurity that you can’t seem to stop projecting on others. We get it: you have no sense of control or power over your life so you go online and try to mimic that same power you wish you had. Take it up with your therapist, don’t bring that shit around me.
ITALY. Rome. Street market © David Seymour 1952
