"The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it."

I have an inexorable passion for God, young people, coffee, writing, Photoshop, good books, precise grammar, beautiful words that I will never use in my day-to-day conversations, avocadoes, purple, pretty stationery, random trivia that is of absolutely no use to me, Post-its, bubble wrap, facial hair and origami.

Wandering Limbs by Kimbra ft. Sam Morris

I imagine passers-by wandering the streets of Fitzroy, hurrying back to work from lunch when suddenly, their runaway train of thoughts is interrupted by faint music wafting from a graffiti-ed alley way. They’d duck into the alley way out of curiosity - still in uncreased shirts and leather briefcases -and peek round the corner to find a pack of photographers and camera men crowding round a pair of musicians who are in their zone, pouring their hearts out into a song. The atmosphere is pregnant with unspoken awe; everyone is careful not to pierce the moment with even a whisper. The passers-by catch their breaths, enraptured by the beauty of the moment. They then check their watches and take a step back, reluctantly extricating themselves from the gravitational pull of the hidden commotion and return to the busy urban streets and everyday life.

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