we all used to be so inspired. every moment was leading to bigger and brighter things. it was as if each day i could feel the future getting closer, and i couldn’t catch my breath - it was exhilarating. we were going to fly away, we were going to be what nobody else could be, we were going to accomplish such beautiful things. the future came and changed it all. once again i can’t catch my breath, and it’s exhausting.

whoa. okay.

today i was thinking about how for the first time in such a very long, long time something that i want with all of my heart was going to work out perfectly. i thought about all of the times i doubted it. i thought about all of the times i told others it wouldn’t happen. i thought about how wonderful the future will be, and how happy i am for what is to come - or was to come rather. we just fool ourselves, don’t we? just once i would like for something to be wonderful.

The world is full of insignificance. I love when I’m laying in bed reading and someone outside, three floors down, opens a car door. A beam of light shines through my window and quickly flutters across my wall. You made the light dance and you will never realize it. The world is full of such beautiful insignificance.