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October 12, 2010
I had such dreams for today.

I planned to wake up early, trek into the desert and the high fall grasses and dance in the rising sun. The world is so beautiful in the morning. The air is cool and damp and mysterious. I just wanted to add something of my own to its beauty. I wanted to celebrate the glory of being alive.

I wanted to remind myself that I am alive.

Alive. Living. I am a wonderful and precious thing, full of potential, of the ability to make up for my faults.

But I stayed inside and wept.