ever think the world is much for tangible and malleable than we think it is. seems that if you have the will to reach out you can make it look and be anyway you want it to. is there something that can’t be?
I wonder, do singers and song writers leave a piece of themselves in every song they write? I would like to believe that they do. When they write that song…and the song is heard by the thousands. Where does that piece of heart end up? Where and how does it manifest? I think we’ve all heard some great love songs which have flooded every crevice of our hearts and listened to the song over and over again. I have heard songs that have reaffirmed the existence of love to me. Reaffirmed through the portrayal or embodiment of the piece of heart that the musician poured into the song. I sure it does different things for different people.
My real question is, does the musician give up a part of themselves? In affect losing a part of their heart to their music?
Is that love lost? Is it reciprocated by that one obsessive fan? Or if you’re a superstar, is it given back ten fold by that screaming crowd?
If a musician gives a piece of their heart in their music is it in search of love? If a musician doesn’t give a piece of heart is the music real?
one more day in Ghana
I always get so restless before I travel
its the anticipation of whats to come and leaving behind people I care about
This was a good experience
I really feel im going to be leaving a part of myself behind.
i won’t forget you guys i promise.
this year’s travels starting in Asia and ending in Africa has been life changing.
I won’t ever be the same. I’m glad for it.
you should try it sometime :) 
sunny (via shannonblue)
I have this thing for sunflowers. Can’t explain it. But I’m drawn to them.
EL ATENEO: A theatre turned into a library. Gorgeous right?
I want this in my room.