This image captures the exact moment I learned I was INFJ.
(INFJs are cats in disguise.)
The next images captures the moments that follow, when said INFJ (me) begins to read about being INFJ. The mind is expanded, many discoveries are made, and weirdness is explained.
Then comes The Great Contemplation, in which the information is pondered. Reflection is done. Solitude
Beautiful rendition of Johnny Cash's song "Hurt" by the 2Cellos. So powerful and emotional. Love Johnny Cash anyway, and this song, but it goes so well on these divine instruments.
The 2Cellos are great musicians too. They've done a lot of beautiful songs (like Shape of My Heart, With Or Without You, Hallelujah, and more), I highly recommend looking them up if you don't already know of them.
Be prepared for feels if you listen.
Originally Posted by Pippi It was a dark and windy night, but that was why we went out in the first place. Why would you go out on a night that was still and bright? Therefore, we waited until it was moonless, starless, cloudless, and altogether photonless, with a howling ocean wind screeching past our ears. We put a blindfold over the dog's nose so that she couldn't smell as much, too. We weren't taking chances.
Out we sailed, into the bay and past the islands bordering it, until we reached the last one.