Happy 7th birthday, Deathly Hallows!
Has it been seven years already? I still remember lurking at the door for the mailman, and then locking myself in my room to read it. I was 24.
(Source: simplypotterheads, via mikusaurelius)
"We become the center of our own worlds, with the constant connection a validation of our own importance. The removal of that connection does not disturb anyone else, but the removal of that validation makes it clear that the world spins on without us. And when we return, we discover that not much really changes in the time we spent away from social media, away from the office, and even away from friends and family."