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Originality is cooler than being cool.

Trolltunga sunset | by Opplev Odda | Website.

One thing coachella made me realize is that everyone tries way too fucking hard to be cool and to fit a certain image. It’s almost terrifying. Everyone dresses the same, acts the same, does the same drugs and listens to the same music. Their heads adorned with flower crowns and arms painted with dreamcatcher tattoos. People walk around like robot zombies lead by social media and pop culture, obsessed with taking the coolest instagram photo of their high waisted shorts and signature peace sign pose. Nothing about this experience was real, except the music. It was fantasy. This perfect little world where people care so much about coming across as free spirited and fun that they become quite the opposite. Trapped inside their superficial world of unreachable expectations. I never want to be cool. 

Sitting down with a honeycrisp apple and a good play to read is a wonderful way to start out the day. 


(by winesweatandtears)


The map of the world is all in my head. Filled with places I want to go and things I want to see. 

damn cool

Spencer Gordon’s truck in the Los Padres
I just want to be back in Iceland backpacking again. That was what life should be. Exploring with no distractions and walking with no worries. Just pure wonderment. I miss Iceland and how that wonderful place made me feel. I miss the vibrant green and makeshift, cave kitchens. I miss sleeping next to creeks and waking up to a breakfast of peanut butter and raisins with a glacial view. I miss bathing in natural hot springs and running around above the clouds by myself, alone and free. I strive to live with that sense of vitality.



A 2002 Bluebird with a Vanagon on top of it.  Post on A Restless Transplant with more info. 

(via cabin-in-thewoods)