Friday [The Song, The Sound]

enough said.

Thursday [The Potential]

I don't understand why there are moments that I feel sad about things

and moments I don't.

Mostly I don't understand because there are things I wish I was passionate about all the time, but there are moments that I just can't find that passion.

Anywhere.

I wish I were able to bring back the passion and hunger that drove me the past few years.
I feel as though in my contentment and joy I have become complacent on the things that always mattered most

and that makes me sad.

I want to be who I used to be, combined with who I am now.


But I digress,
I love children.

Not in an entirely unsavoury manner.
I love their joy and their enthusiasm and their boundless love.
I want to be more like a child in embracing his kingdom.
I want to believe without a doubt and speak without a fear.


I want to be like a little girl basking in his love.


I want to twirl in pretty dresses and sing loudly and proclaim boldly and give fully and bless joyfully and increase exponentially.


Every word you say, I think I should write down, don't want to forget come daylight...