Undreaming.

i love your silences, they are like mine. you are the only being before whom i am not distressed by my own silences. you have a vehement silence, one feels it is charged with essences, it is a strangely alive silence, like a trap open over a well, from which one can hear the secret murmur of the earth itself.

—anaïs nin (via bohemianwaif)

(Source: moonrat, via coursouvra)