half of moving on is knowing you will. Once the possibility exists in your mind, the rest is comparatively easy. I believe in the impermanence of everything, especially sadness. It’s what’s kept me alive through the winters. Ice and ice and ice and ice, even snowblind I still believe in sun. I have a postal-service commitment to waking up every morning until I no longer have to force myself. Until the sun ignites my the fog in my veins. Until my skies are cleared for takeoff.
Hope is knowing I will always always always achieve happiness again, no matter the situation in the meantime.
My roommate’s birthday was this Saturday. So here’s the most chill Chinese song that I have ever heard.http://youtube.googleapis.com/v/9ei1PUmDz98&source=uds