My sisters and I were told of a magnificent Redwood forest that grows up in Big Sur in California. Without a map and without a guide we set off in search of it. What we found was more beautiful than anything. The trees were as tall as giants and they were hidden by secretive mountains covered in a misty blanket. We saw only a few souls seeking the solitude (or the company) of those trees and so we made it our little playground. To explore and to photograph. One day I will go back…
^ I like you.
the next time you think you’re lonely, just remember you have about 25 billion white blood cells in your body protecting your sorry little ass with their life. you have 25 billion friends who would die for you. no need for tears.