Life.
I don’t think it’s understood how simple things really are. Everyone takes this life and the meaning gets lost, swirled up amongst all the pain, and confusion, and suffering that’s caused needlessly over the course of just living. But that’s not really life. That’s living behind a closed door, a mask covering your eyes from seeing it. To live is to explore. To question. To investigate, discover. To love ceaselessly, to lay your boundaries flat. Taking risks at what could be, and not ever thinking about what cannot be. To redefine the word impossible from it’s actual meaning, and treat it as a dare. To notice the little things, take hold of the big things, and to make as much of a difference in the lives of those around you as you see fit. Let go of pain. Let go of the parts of the past that are too hard to think about. Every experience you’ve gone through makes you who you are..hang onto the lesson’s you’ve learned, not the pain that forced you to learn them. I can’t tell you how to live your life. That’s something that you need to discover on your own. The trick is to actually doing it.
