The Munsters gardening, 1960s
Always jump, even when you break your tailbone.
Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.
— Joan Bauer (via awellroundedman)
What doesn’t kill you fucks you up mentally and affects your ability to have stable relationships with other human beings.