“As I accept the flowers, I release my grip on the balloons, and they bounce gently against the ceiling the way they did before—hovering, annoyed, frustrated, contained by the ceiling and disappointed by the limits of life.” — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
“Due to their short bloom time, Sakura blossoms are a metaphor for life itself: beautiful yet fleeting. You’ll realize when you’re as old as… — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
“Just as I’m about to continue walking along the shoreline, the left third of the iceberg breaks off suddenly and crashes violently, like a high-rise apartment building imploding in the heart of the city. Tears roll down my face uncontrollably as I watch the two distinct halves of the iceberg drift further and further apart from each other. It’s devastating… — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share
“My mind feels like a race car on the track, getting faster and faster every time I pause to think or blink or try… — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
“Maybe love’s more than the daily comforts: more than morning coffees and flowers and notes in my lunch bag and holding hands while watching… — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you have to fight for the past and sometimes you have to let go.” — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
“I guess love distorts our perception of reality, and it’s even harder to recognize the truth when it’s buried underneath layers of what we… — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
“That’s what mountains do, they taunt you, lure you to the freedom of the wilderness, and it is fucking exhilarating.” — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image
