Saturday, September 12, 2009

onehundredseventyone.

What is life? Life is made up of all those awkward, unforgettable, wondrous, "in between" moments. Its that perfect moment where you lock your eyes with a stranger, yet continue on your way. Its when a person calls just to make sure you are okay and well. It's the incessant laughter filling a room of friends. Its that night you cant remember. Its the starry sky that you couldn't look away from. Its stopping to smell the flowers and smiling at people you don't know. It's the minutes you spend with that one person you care so deeply about.
Life doesn't have a destination. Stop waiting for it, start living.