January 2012
pica
eastatlanta:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic chuckle, a nod of mutual respect, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random and unexceptional but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
If it is right, it happens—The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets...
– John Steinbeck (via rulesformyunbornson)