there's a force in the universe that makes things happen.

I'm lost in words. In what could be. In what we could make of what we are.

I attempted to organize things again, and I quickly gave up. The weird thing is, I hate for things to be disorganized and messy and it drives me crazy, yet I can let it stay like this. Hmm.

I miss the summer. How I would love to be camping right now.

There is a whole universe out there, and our earth is set so gently there, us on this planet, living. Odd. It sort of makes life worth while. It sort of makes me know there's more out there than just this. There's more to life than our problems. We're not here for no reason. I feel this so strongly.

I'm ready for whatever life brings me. I'm taking life as it comes lately. I'm trying not to be so controlling. I'm focusing on not worrying about anything, and just living. Just focusing on the universe and world, and knowing life is what we make of it.

In fact, it's just amazing to know we escape death daily. So many opportunities to die, as morbid and pessimistic as that sounds. But I don't mean it that way. I simply mean, we should be so happy we're here, breathing in this air. Sure, we go through the stresses of the day and encounter more than sometimes we think we can handle, but we're here. Look how much we have accomplished. The memories I hold onto are stronger than anything. And no one can ever take them away.

I wouldn't be surprised if this doesn't make a lot of sense, my thoughts are perhaps meant for me. I see things in a "different", or more abstract way.

The only way to fall is down.

much love. ♥