It’s my dreams that keep me going. I have huge plans for the future. Enough plans for 3 lifetimes. Dreams meant to share music, art, adventure, and love.
It’s my dreams that keep me waking up at night. Remembering who i use to be. Remembering my failures and mess-ups. That knot in my stomach where i said things that i knew so little about and don’t know if i can ever take it back.
It’s weird how i feel like I’ve come full circle in the last 10 years of my life. From judgement and righteousness to openness and realizing the full definition of love. Slowly, oh so slowly i’ve tried to change myself to fit the definition of love. The more i change, the more at peace i am. The more i dream. Hope to make those future dreams the ones i dream about at night.
Love: is patient, is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, its is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. It does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.