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These two lanes will take us anywhere
it's 730am. a little insane, i know. but i couldnt sleep, so i decided to stay up and finish something borrowed. and now, for some reason, i am insanely happy. as in i feel like my life is perfect. it kind of hurts. but in a good way, of course.
i think...love will really take you anywhere. its why we read these things, why we see those movies. so we can gain a little faith that one day we will take part in this kind of love. i know in lauren's oo speech, she spoke of rose tinted glasses. but i think its really there. maybe its tucked away in the peaceful silences between the notes of chirping birds of seven am, but its there. its the kind of love people write about - ive always wanted to say that :) its the kind of love that makes the world go round. always wanted to say that too. the kind of love that makes you feel like you can do anything, like you can be anything. its the kind of love that brings you to the top of the world, where you can look out in the horizon and see all the colors and clouds and reflections all belong to you. the kind of love that allows you to feel safe and precious and beautiful on the inside. its the kind of love we love the most.
its a little mystery why im having all these thoughts. but i just feel so happy with everything i have right now. even if hours ago i was agonizing over which college i'll say yes to, analyzing certain feelings with girlfriends, i really cannot be more full. altho my stomach feels a little hungry. when i was trying to sleep earlier, there was a moment when i started thinking about next fall. i realized that there's just a two short months left at tas, and it was kind of terrifying. in all the thirteen years, all the people ive met, all the things ive done, all the choices ive met...how i couldve done so much more. i couldve been so much braver. but suddenly, now, i feel like there couldn't possibly be more. this is enough. this is plenty. its always struck me how after so many years, after going through so many phrases, im still surrounded by the most important people in the world. in the end, somehow, they are there.
i dont really know where im headed with this. but maybe i should write my own chick lit.
it's 730am. a little insane, i know. but i couldnt sleep, so i decided to stay up and finish something borrowed. and now, for some reason, i am insanely happy. as in i feel like my life is perfect. it kind of hurts. but in a good way, of course.
i think...love will really take you anywhere. its why we read these things, why we see those movies. so we can gain a little faith that one day we will take part in this kind of love. i know in lauren's oo speech, she spoke of rose tinted glasses. but i think its really there. maybe its tucked away in the peaceful silences between the notes of chirping birds of seven am, but its there. its the kind of love people write about - ive always wanted to say that :) its the kind of love that makes the world go round. always wanted to say that too. the kind of love that makes you feel like you can do anything, like you can be anything. its the kind of love that brings you to the top of the world, where you can look out in the horizon and see all the colors and clouds and reflections all belong to you. the kind of love that allows you to feel safe and precious and beautiful on the inside. its the kind of love we love the most.
its a little mystery why im having all these thoughts. but i just feel so happy with everything i have right now. even if hours ago i was agonizing over which college i'll say yes to, analyzing certain feelings with girlfriends, i really cannot be more full. altho my stomach feels a little hungry. when i was trying to sleep earlier, there was a moment when i started thinking about next fall. i realized that there's just a two short months left at tas, and it was kind of terrifying. in all the thirteen years, all the people ive met, all the things ive done, all the choices ive met...how i couldve done so much more. i couldve been so much braver. but suddenly, now, i feel like there couldn't possibly be more. this is enough. this is plenty. its always struck me how after so many years, after going through so many phrases, im still surrounded by the most important people in the world. in the end, somehow, they are there.
i dont really know where im headed with this. but maybe i should write my own chick lit.