"My goofiest-sounding secret is that I also believe in magic. Sometimes I call it God and sometimes I call it light, and I believe in it because every now and then I read a really good book or hear a really good song or have a really good conversation with a friend and they seem to have some kind of shine to them. The list I keep of these moments in the back of my journal is comprised less of times when I was laughing or smiling and more of times when I felt like I could feel the colors in my eyes deepening from the display before me. Times in which I felt I was witnessing an all-encompassing representation of life driven by an understanding that, coincidence or not, our existence is a peculiar thing, and perhaps the greatest way to honor it is to just be human. To be happy AND sad, and everything else. And yeah, living is a pain, and I say I hate everyone and everything, and I don’t exude much enthusiasm when sandwiched between fluorescent lighting and vinyl flooring for seven hours straight, and I will probably mumble a bunch about how much I wish I could sleep forever the next time I have to wake up at 6 AM. But make no mistake about it: I really do like living. I really, truly do."
Today I read the February Editor's Letter from Rookie, and this paragraph practically made me cry. I feel this way a lot sometimes, but I've never ever been able to describe it in such a beautiful way.
For example, yesterday a guest speaker came into Health class to talk to us about the Appalachian Trail, and it was absolutely inspiring. It made me really understand that there are some things that you just have to go out and do, like hike the entirety of the Appalachian Trail (which I now really want to do).
Just going to leave yous guys with these images. Have a good night! :)