Our theater was showing Dead Poets Society tonight. It was a sold out crowd.
In the last scene, right as Mr. Keating was about to leave, the sound cut out. Perfect timing, right? ARGH.
But then random people in the audience started standing up and yelling “Oh Captain, my Captain,” to fill in the silence, so that was kinda awesome.
We miss you, Robin.
The feels. I love that this was a thing that happened.
Sunset at Nye Beach in Newport, Oregon. Beautiful.
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Hey everyone. I’m just writing to say that I’m looking for more blogs to follow and if anyone who follows me posts/re-blogs/likes-etc anything Ocean and/or Witchcraft and Pagan related could you just like this (not re-blog) please? Or just rely back with an answer if you can. Thank you!
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