the leaves are dead.
in all the years i have taken up space on this earth i cannot think of a more perfect moment to exist than last night.
and i cant think of a more perfect group of people to share it with than the ones that were there.
we smoke cigarettes in the snow and had snowball fights.
and the rest of you missed it.
the rest of the world was quiet, indoors, staying warm while we were outside realizing that everything will be ok because its different this year. winter isnt as scarey as i once thought, not everything bad happens in the winter like i once thought.
i stood there and starred up into the black sky under the street light and watched each individual flake float to the earth and couldnt help but think how insane it is that not a single one of them is the same as another....that out of all of those thousands....fuck...millions of flakes they were all different.
and theres something so amazing about the way the smoke just lingers longer....just exists there with you for as long as you do.
it was so overwhelming i really wanted to cry....i almost cried. it was just to perfect it was like the end of a chapter and the world was letting me know that its ok...everything will be alright....and everything can be beautiful.
and you all missed it.
and i cant think of a more perfect group of people to share it with than the ones that were there.
we smoke cigarettes in the snow and had snowball fights.
and the rest of you missed it.
the rest of the world was quiet, indoors, staying warm while we were outside realizing that everything will be ok because its different this year. winter isnt as scarey as i once thought, not everything bad happens in the winter like i once thought.
i stood there and starred up into the black sky under the street light and watched each individual flake float to the earth and couldnt help but think how insane it is that not a single one of them is the same as another....that out of all of those thousands....fuck...millions of flakes they were all different.
and theres something so amazing about the way the smoke just lingers longer....just exists there with you for as long as you do.
it was so overwhelming i really wanted to cry....i almost cried. it was just to perfect it was like the end of a chapter and the world was letting me know that its ok...everything will be alright....and everything can be beautiful.
and you all missed it.