My exact words 20 minutes before were, “I’ve never been in a car accident, knock on wood.” Unfortunate that I didn’t have any wood to knock on. It would appear that I’m not nearly as invincible as I had previously thought.
"to all those lost souls who have forgotten to believe in the immensity of love…"
Love is not, nor will it ever be, overrated.
Music gives me something to believe in. It’s incredible to have people make sense of your world through just a few lyrics. It’s comforting to have people put all your hopes, dreams, and errant thoughts into beautiful songs played with beautiful instruments. I could sit here and listen to certain songs forever and be content. Music is hope. Music is love. Music brings magic into our tedious lives.
Music heals the broken parts of you.
"…I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools."
"I’d wasted a lot of time and trouble before I learned that the best way to take all people is for what they think they are, then leave them alone."
"Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar…"
It’s true that your past defines the person you are.
But, I firmly believe that the person you are striving to be is far more prevalent than the person you once were.
Always moving forward.
“People are going to disappoint you, I get that, I kind of expect that but, what happens if one day you wake-up and realize you are the disappointment?”