That it will never come again
Is what makes life so sweet.
Me? I’m weird, hard to describe. I’m quiet, an observer, a listener, not much of a talker. I truly am still a child at heart. Immature, impatient, indecisive, impulsive. I haven’t figured out where I’m going in life, all I know is that I’m more worried about being happy than now and in the future than I am about goals, plans, or money. Fate is real, I do believe that. Things happen for a reason even if the meaning is unclear. I’ve learned to just go with the flow and let life sweep you where it may. Live! Love! Laugh!