“People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad” ~Marcel Proust
Everything from Tumblr, from around the web...from my everyday life. I won't into to much detail...that is what Batson's journal is for...but this, this is almost everything ;)
