I've been feeling a little contemplative/profound lately.



Do you mind?





Thanks, I'll go ahead.

This is quite possibly the most beautiful picture I've ever seen. I don't know why. I can't explain it. But it makes me want to laugh and cry and dance and lay on the ground staring at the sky. It makes me happy and sad and loved and lonely and energetic and exhausted and confident and terrified and so many feelings that I think I might combust, but it makes me think that's okay too.

And I can't find it anywhere! I found it randomly on yahoo images. And I want to buy it and frame it and make it as big as a wall so everyone can see it and make it so small that I can hide it somewhere unexpected so that only I can ever see it.

Sometimes I'm a hardcore realist. I can be so pessimistic about love that I don't believe it exists and I think it can only ruin lives. And sometimes I can be the most hopeless romantic. Cheesy love ballads can make my heart soar.

Why is that? Why is it that people can hold all of those emotions and all of those ideas? Why don't we just explode?

You want to know something random?

Please, indulge me.

I was at a bar on Saturday night and I met a man. This part of the story really means nothing, here's the big part. This man said something that struck me. He said, "You need to stop waiting for life and start experiencing it."

WHOA.

Maybe I was a little smudge drunk, but I'm sober now, and that really is an incredible thing to say. It's an even more incredible thing to do.

Take a second now. Think about it. And then try it sometime. But preferably soon. I'm going to give it a shot.