It took drama & pain, tears & blood to make me realize how important it is to live life to its fullest. That’s what I’ve kept telling myself for the past two months, and it has worked wonders so far. I’m about to take it one step further and couldn’t be happier about it. It’s pretty much double or nothing. There’s a lot at stake, but I’ll loose it anyways if I don’t make the move.
I’ll take care of every other aspect of my life I’m not quite satisfied with, once I’ve tackled this one. There’s a song by Hoobastank that I really relate to lately:
And I take the first step of a million more.
And I’ll make mistakes I’ve never made before.
But at least I’m moving forward, at least I’m moving forward.
At least I’m moving forward…
It takes some tears to appreciate a smile, and some bruises to feel alive, so even if I come home empty handed, there’ll be nothing to regret. It’s almost like spring-cleaning for my life. Getting rid of boring stuff and making space for new ones.