PONTE MORANDI, GENOVA
(Morandi Bridge, Genoa, Italy)
Today in my city a very important bridge collapsed. After I made the most sincere condolences to the relatives and the friends of the victims, I want to say that I think this tragedy is actually a murder: when this bridge was built, they said that it would last 50 years. Now it’s 51 years old, it always seemed old and dangerous, but there hasn’t been the maintenance it needed. So it is not a misfortune due to the lightning that hit the bridge, but a tragedy caused by a set of things.
AH: Happiness is that headspace where you are so thoroughly content exactly where you are, with who you’re with, that you don’t feel the need to look at your phone, you don’t feel the need to look around. You’re there, and you’re still.
TC: It’s that feeling of flow. I think you can accomplish flow doing anything, it can be stapling papers, it can be playing sport, it can be the way you drive a car. If you can achieve that kind of ow where it becomes mindless, sensory and instinctive – that’s happiness.
What does love feel like to you?
AH: An overabundance of vibrations in your body that all make you want to explode, like your body can’t contain it all.
TC: The definition changes by the day, and what I can think of today as far as what love is to me would be having the security to receive warmth.
AH: … that you don’t feel the need to look at your phone, you don’t feel the need to look around. You’re there, and you’re still.
Just putting these here…
@simpi2274
Omg!!!
okay…
Don’t try this at home with the baby on a slippery high surface… just sayin, always have a hand firmly on your kid on a changing table, otherwise it gets fucking dangerous. It’s not funny.
is she … obsessed, or something? I mean seriously… >_<
But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory.
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