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silk-and-light-and-shadow · 3 years ago
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My favorite type of friendships have got to be camp friendships. You live together for a while in the summer and develop a crazy close friendship, then after camp you talk every once in a while or not at all, then when you come back to camp you’re just as close as you were before and it’s fantastic
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silk-and-light-and-shadow · 3 years ago
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revelations at a lorde concert
I went to a lorde concert with a camp friend like a month ago and instead of taking videos to capture the moment, we put our phones in our pockets, held hands and just danced. Hearing ribs live and screaming the lyrics as the tempo ramped up was such a perfect thing to experience at fifteen. Even though a lot of the people there were older than us and in their Solar Power eras, whereas we were (and are) full force in our teenage Love Club type era. A lot of the songs felt far away and it was comforting to know that there is so much more after these reeling teenage years.
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silk-and-light-and-shadow · 3 years ago
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Growing up in the pnw is really something else
 We can drive for like, not even a half hour, and be in the most breathtaking forest where you wouldn’t even know humans existed if not for the trail markers. We can be at the ocean one minute and drive for another few and be in a rainforest. It’s so green, all the time. I look around my lovely neighborhood and am surrounded by trees. If I look a little farther, I see mountains. It rains and it blazes sun and it snows and the evergreens stay, constant and green, before I was born and for much longer than I’ll be here.
The forest at my summer camp is like no other. I look up and can barely see the sky because the trees are so lush, moss draping between them. Looking up at those trees grounds me, makes me realize everything isn’t always so big as I imagine it to be. And the stars at camp. I could make a whole another post about the feeling of seeing an uninterrupted galaxy.
When I visit my family in southern states, as beautiful as the scenery is, I always feel so strange looking out at the horizon and seeing no mountains, not even a forest.
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