It’s hard to describe what it feels like to be in the moment where your dream comes true. It’s kind of like falling, kind of like floating, kind of like drinking six red bulls in a row and trying to sit still. It’s like a ton bricks hitting you then bursting into glitter, or a moon-bounce on a trampoline. I try and try to describe it, how fulfilling it is when all those little dirt roads finally reach a destination…how fulfilling it is to have the opportunity to give and give and give every single day…but it’s just so hard.
I could do homework for the next 30 years and still not be done.
I bet my professors wonder why I always look so tired.
I am years in the making.
You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride, you have ravished my heart with one glance of your eyes.
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through…
Don’t cry for me, I’ll see you all someday.