Tomorrow

I raced the sunset tonight and lost.

"Every second of every day, it’s entirely up to you how you live it. It all ends the same way. How you feel when you get there is the only thing you have control over."

It starts here, now. Not yesterday, not tomorrow. The page is blank; how will you fill it?

How would you?

Windows keep the outside out, and the inside in. They are our eyes on the world. They separate the personal from the public. It's like seeing the world from inside someone else's head. Every moment in time this view is subject to change.

Uncertainty

Journeys start, and then come to an end. We don't always know where they will end up, but the thing is, you can always start again, and end up somewhere new.

Just the two of us

Ten seconds until midnight
Nine chances to drown ourselves in black ink
eight faces turned away from the shock
seven windows and six of them were locked
five stories falling
forever and ever
three cheers to the mirror
now there are two of us
can we have one last dance?
-Thursday.

Missing You

"I got cold last night whenever you were not right next to me"