In books, in songs, in stories, love is floating thing. A falling thing. A flying thing. A good-bye to all your little earthbound worries, as you soar heart-first toward a light pink sky and your dangling feet forget the feel of the ground. Only I know, now: it isn’t like that at all.Love is a sense of place. It’s effortless balance, no stumbling, no stammering. It’s your own voice, quiet but strong, and the sense that you can open your mouth, speak your mind, and never feel afraid. A known quantity, a perfect fit. It’s the thing that holds you tight to the earth, fast and solid, and sure. You feel it, and feel that it’s right and true, and you know exactly where you are:Here. ― Kat Rosenfield, Inland

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In books, in songs, in stories, love is floating thing. A falling thing. A flying thing. A good-bye to all your little earthbound worries, as you soar heart-first toward a light pink sky and your dangling feet forget the feel of the ground. Only I know, now: it isn't like that at all.Love is a sense of place. It's effortless balance, no stumbling, no stammering. It's your own voice, quiet but strong, and the sense that you can open your mouth, speak your mind, and never feel afraid. A known quantity, a perfect fit. It's the thing that holds you tight to the earth, fast and solid, and sure. You feel it, and feel that it's right and true, and you know exactly where you are:Here. ― Kat Rosenfield, Inland
In books, in songs, in stories, love is floating thing. A falling thing. A flying thing. A good-bye to all your little earthbound worries, as you soar heart-first toward a light pink sky and your dangling feet forget the feel of the ground. Only I know, now: it isn't like that at all.Love is a sense of place. It's effortless balance, no stumbling, no stammering. It's your own voice, quiet but strong, and the sense that you can open your mouth, speak your mind, and never feel afraid. A known quantity, a perfect fit. It's the thing that holds you tight to the earth, fast and solid, and sure. You feel it, and feel that it's right and true, and you know exactly where you are:Here. ― Kat Rosenfield, Inland

In books, in songs, in stories, love is floating thing. A falling thing. A flying thing. A good-bye to all your little earthbound worries, as you soar heart-first toward a light pink sky and your dangling feet forget the feel of the ground. Only I know, now: it isn’t like that at all.Love is a sense of place. It’s effortless balance, no stumbling, no stammering. It’s your own voice, quiet but strong, and the sense that you can open your mouth, speak your mind, and never feel afraid. A known quantity, a perfect fit. It’s the thing that holds you tight to the earth, fast and solid, and sure. You feel it, and feel that it’s right and true, and you know exactly where you are:Here.
― Kat Rosenfield,

Inland

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