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Gwen Cameron building her tiny house in Jeffersonville, Vermont, No. 1. Mt. Mansfield in background / Image by Brad Rassler

Sunrise from unnamed geographical number 8171 above Flagstaff, Arizona. 

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Untitled // Alexandra Taylor

I feel really sad for people who don’t let themselves have cereal late at night, go on ice cream runs with friends, pizza at sleepovers, or eat things like oil and salt. Living spontaneously and enjoying food are such fun parts of life, and some of my favourite memories.

If you’re restricting yourself or letting some toxic mindset control you, please, work to set yourself free. Life is too short not to eat muesli at 10pm or your body weight in peanut butter.

Such a unique experience, surfing an alaskan bore tide.

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@annamariazollet showing off some sweet freestyle moves! ☮#GAsails #tabouboards #beinspired #windsurfing #windsurf #windsurfer #freestyle @gaastra_tabou_international (at Jericoacara - Ceará - Brasil)

The simplest religion ✌️🌻

It brings me so much happiness seeing how many people agree with this sentiment

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I’m starting to rid myself of distractions, well at least I’m in the process of. The last week of no makeup, minimal phone usage, reading each day, journaling, drawing, freely writing, kind exercise, meditation (I used to find this impossible and dreadful - now it’s like how did I not do this?!)… I think ridding myself from all these distractions I’ve lived with for so long (useless scrolling time on social media, obsession on appearance, hyper sexualised and contrived forms of media/tv/music) has forced me to really reach in. It’s scary and overwhelming how much of my life isn’t ‘real’ life, it’s screens and images. I have filled most of my reality (day) with contrived artificial ideas of living. I didn’t realise I had an addiction to social media and my appearance until I removed my phone and makeup. A lot is changing. I’m listening more, my mind flows, creative ideas come bursting, I’m quieter I think too. I also feel softer. I want to be with my family. I want to be careful who I invest my energy into. I think I like myself more with no makeup… I don’t have to be anything. I like meeting people and knowing they see my acne first up, they see my flaws, I find this makes me more present, humble. I’m engaged with the sole intention to learn, not to impress or talk. With my phone off or out of reach I see more. I observe parts of life I’ve never cared to before. It feels like I’m starting to see myself, not through the lens of distractions, but for what’s raging inside. I have discovered I dislike everything about the celebrity concept I’ve created for myself. It’s made a separation between myself and you yourself reading this. Posed photos with the sole purpose to “look good” belittles myself. I am more than my image. Everyone reading is. I think we have forgotten parts of ourselves that are real. Our visions, our fears, our true desires for belonging and togetherness, our individual creative ideas, our powers of innovation. We seek distractions because changing a part of the world we dislike is all to hard. Rid the distractions.

As a cashier, I’ve never been yelled at by someone under 30 if a mistake has been made or something is taking a while. It’s only ever middle-aged/older people, young customers just smile and wait