kismet – Mr Gibbous and The Wildling

I fall in love often. Not in the way songs or stories tend to tell it — not with grand gestures or sweeping romances — but in quieter, almost imperceptible ways. With places. With fleeting moments. With feelings that pass through me like a breeze. And sometimes, just for a second, with people I’ll neverContinue reading “The Art of Falling in Love with the World”