I long for warm days. To strap Hedy to my chest and go outside. Lakes and parks and grass and leaves and flowers and bugs and birds and everything else. I wanna show her how kind the wind can be and how the warmth of the sun can hypnotize us.
Here we are. This is life. All of it. Now. How does it make you feel to know that? To know that this is you. Completely. These thoughts have been guiding me towards memorable moments and the documentation of such. It used to feel easier to make memories worth remembering. The days felt longer because they were full of change. There is no fault here, only recognition and respect. I don’t know where I’m going with this.
All I know is if I don’t enjoy today, tomorrow will be the same unless I change it.
Full, fuller, fullest.