I keep expecting to bump into you two on the road, but maybe the universe isn’t yet ready to handle you and me side by side again.

Funny, how it took a little bit of pain to remember that certain parts of yourself were alive.

People go entire lives without figuring out exactly what they want from life. You already have it, and the future you and your dad have planned out for you in going to take it away from you.

Waking up to a smell is a lot more satisfying than waking up to a noise. Instead of barging in uninvited and yanking you out into reality, smells enter your dreams with a silent knock and a polite "Excuse me?

So it's pretty simple. Go sing. Sing well or sing badly -it doesn't matter, as long as you sing your fucking heart out.

It was time to let go of the mad desire to remember. It was time to start living whatever life would come. In the present, not the past.