Can you hold my hand and not let go?
nostos (Greek: νόστος), a journey home;
toss (Middle English), to fling or heave continuously about, to and fro, or up and down.
Can you hold my hand and not let go?
Let your boat of life be light, packed with only what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, one or two friends, worth the name, someone to love and someone to love you, a cat, a dog, and a pipe or two, enough to eat and enough to wear, and a little more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing.
He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.
- Micah 6:8

credits go to julia manzerova
Law school, here I come.
bright lights seen by me
Pre-Mondays spent missing the neon lights of Osaka - where the night is forever young.
I firmly believe that any man’s finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that he holds dear, is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle - victorious.
I have always believed that if you put in the work, the results will come.