those who bring the sunshine, cannot hide it from themselves
life begins at the end of your comfort zone
I’m a 24 year old, hungarian-australian chick, living it up in Sydney. I moved here 5 years ago to study medicine. I like participating in stupid situations, at least I get a story out of them.
Oh and I’m a complusive planner, hence the list.
I am part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breath were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.