"siri, how do i stop feeling like the biggest piece of shit right before bed every night?"

We are all strangers in a strange land, longing for home, but not quite knowing what or where home is. We glimpse it sometimes in our dreams, or as we turn a corner, and suddenly there is a strange, sweet familiarity that vanishes almost as soon as it comes.

Madeleine L’Engle (via commongrnd)