Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That's how you'll get there.

When is a cell finally too small to hold our essence?

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)

People will notice the beauty of what they usually ignore ~

Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.

He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.