When I run out of inspiration in whatever aspect of my life my first instinct is to turn to nature. Something about the natural world – mountains, trees, lakes, rivers just seem to give me a feeling that nothing else can. When I’m feeling quite pessimistic about the future of the Earth, I look outside my window to remind myself that even if humans cease to exist, nature will always find a way to be beautiful; and that’s enough.
Until tomorrow lovely people,
slothyqueen
The tales of a sloth. 