Walks are never as good during the day. At night, when everyone's apartments are lit up and you can see inside, that's where the action is. Everything about this fascinates me. Windows, lampposts, building facades. Looking into other people's lives. The way it all comes together, this entity greater than the sum of its parts. I feel inspired. I'm excited about my future life.

We’re products of our choices.

All I know is, if we don't eat soon I'm going to chew off a limb. And I can't guarentee it'll be mine.

I thought following a straight road would lead me right to my destination. Like the road would just take me there because I was following all the rules. And if the road curved, I couldn't be sure about where I was going. But look where it got me. Maybe it's time for a detour.

I want deeper connections with the people around me. I need to reach out more. Because not everyone leaves. Sometimes if you reach out, the person you’re trying to reach will be right there waiting.

Maybe there is no one perfect person and anyone you end up with will eventually make you think there’s someone better out there.

Maybe it's just hart to see what's right in front of you while you're frantically searching for it.