I'm laughing like River in Early's ship. Sometimes you get those glimpses, no matter if your life is good or bad at the given time, into the things that really, truly lie underneath the lives we all live, and take so massively for granted. They pop up in patches of music, the flicker of lights through your side-window while you drive down the highway at 1:00 Am, and in between the downy little hairs on the shoulderblades of the person sleeping next to you at night. It's either horrifying or liberating when you catch these little moments, and I think, maybe, I've been lucky enough to snatch one out of the aether tonight, and hold it just long enough for it to burn my palm and knock me out into a dream.
I'm an optimistic person. And if I don't drink myself to death, I'm pretty sure that some wonderful things are coming in my life.
I'm an optimistic person. And if I don't drink myself to death, I'm pretty sure that some wonderful things are coming in my life.