Work/Thoughts

I just got home from a long tired day of work. This has been one crazy week. I'm trying not too lose too much momentum from the dips in life. I used to let it bother me, but I can't fall into that trap again. It feels good to grow up in some ways and remain childlike in others.

I want to kiss the moon and fly over New York City on a starry night with snowflakes fluttering by my eyelashes and hair, and I want time to not matter and age to be no different. I wonder if that's what it's like after...