Blue

''The blue of distance comes with time, with the discovery of melancholy, of loss, the texture of longing, of the complexity of the terrain we traverse, and with the years of travel. If sorrow and beauty are all tied up together, then perhaps maturity brings with it not … abstraction, but an aesthetic sense that partially redeems the losses time brings and finds beauty in the faraway.

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Some things we have only as long as they remain lost, some things are not lost only so long as they are distant.''

Rebecca Solnit - The field guide to getting lost