"I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder." ~ Gilbert K. Chesterton

 “The heat finally left space for breathing and crisp air. The trees undressed and coloured the streets and I found myself changing with the season. I so badly wanted to be that force of nature, that fire no one can touch, but I was tired. Tired, tired, tired, of being me and if I had one inch of energy to be something beautiful, I would have, but all I could care about was to make it home before it got dark.”

― Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps