How

It's just one of those days when I think too much. Feel too much. And I try not to, but one can only hold on to the edge of the cliff for too long before the muscles become weak and strength runs out. When the lines begin to blur, when confidence is shaken, when expectations are crushed, what is left? How does one go on? Where does she stagger to?

My heart hangs heavy. My eyes are too tired to shed tears that will only make reality blurrier than it already is.

And there she stood to watch the world pass her by.

My alarm clock tells me it's 7:20. Well, 7:05 really, since it's 15 minutes advanced. I can't sleep; I'm so high, so drunk on beauty. I was awestruck the whole time I was making my way home. Maybe it's the lack of sleep, but today's sunrise seemed a little more beautiful, a little more golden than yesterday's. The blue sky was the most perfect shade of blue, and the flocks of birds that fly past me seemed to be singing their own songs of joy. Even the silhouette of the avocados precariously hanging on the branches looked magical against the cumulus clouds.

Feeling like a baby seeing the world for the first time, I watched all of this is awe-induced silence. This is what I live for. His majesty.

Hi there. :)

The hopes that you have carried, they fall out from your hands back to the ground.

Listen.

Maybe it was meant to happen. Maybe it's supposed to be like this. And maybe one day this will be something I'll be thankful for.