Some thoughts on love and life...

It's strange, the way things work out sometimes. The things you think are so important one day are nothing but memories the next, and doors you thought closed long ago come swinging open out of nowhere and smack you right in the face. After another week in New York, I am finally heading back west. I spent the 4th of July on top of a roof watching the sunset and the fireworks with my best friend. The city rolled out from us in every direction, and you could feel the life teeming through it, shooting electricity through the cool summer night. I made more friends in central park, some awesome travelers that were about a decade further into their journeys. There is a little bit of New York in my blood now, I think maybe there always has been, and the city will always own a little piece of my soul. Just like the madness of civilization makes me yearn for wide open, quiet places, sometimes the quiet makes me yearn for a little chaos. The mountains are calling to me now though, and I will run to them in the morning. The more I travel and live, the more I see the beauty in every person. We are all just humans, trying to find happiness, and if you smile back at the person flipping you off, you make the world a better place, in your own little way. If everyone that reads this could please do me one little favor and smile at the next stranger they see, it would be awesome. I love my life, and I hope you all love yours just as much.

Your eyes shine like the sun
Peeking out from stormy skies
The memory of your kiss
lightens my heart and my path
Shining in the dark like the North Star.
I love you so much.