Walking to the trains knowing I have a pile of work to do, my bags are kind of heavy, my shorts are tight and uncomfortable, riding up my bum, hair’s pretty flat and probably parted in the middle, not wearing make-up, and my hands and legs are dry, but this friend of mine, she’s my little sunshine and has put this smile on my face that I can’t explain. I know that there is pain in her heart, but the smile she wears on her face is so strong, I couldn’t imagine letting her down. 

Now stood at an extensively long bus line, I feel nothing but love for this friend and see nothing but happy endings in store for the both of us to fight for until the rest of our existences, and I realize the only thing in the way of that is ultimately ourselves.

5 hours pass, and I’ve wasted the whole afternoon out of the house, eating too much, haven’t started any work due tomorrow, and I have more to do than usual. One wrong decision leads to many more, and so easily things and people just fall apart. 

Looking to the future, rather than back in the near past, is the most symbolic reminder of the importance of the present. Tomorrow is a new day, and whether or not that day will be a good one, won’t determine the rest of your life, there is no such logic as drawing un-valid conclusions. Strive forward with a free spirit, and a free mind, and live life as though every moment were your last. Live for tomorrow, and if not, the day after, but never let go of yourself, because there is no end.