today is one of those days when i love the pure act of living
everything that comes with it
everything
brings me happiness
especially the sun shining on everyone





i love things before they occur.

ideas just floating in my head before i speak them- the possibilty of what they could become

love in its earliest stages

possibilites.. the what ifs..
the feeling in my body when i get so excited with things that could occur-
even though they might not.
the gamble
life is a gamble and everyday should be lived as a possibility,
yet some days i forget that tomorrow is a mystery-
it holds no promises and is the biggest possibility of all.
sometimes i tell myself i know what will happen for the rest of my days..
but what's the fun in that?