We're too high, we can't come down...

Enthralled by a heavy flush of emotions, as I allow myself to believe in the impossible. It is then, when all feels right in the world. When I can create whoever and whatever I want. There are no boundries, no walls to tear down. Just an infinity of space, bluntly being consumed by my imagination. But in each and every scenario I somehow find myself back at you. It's funny really, how none of us are able to escape our fate. It has already been written, and we are merely spectators, watching as our life unfolds...

The people I cherish the most, are the ones who inspire me, entertain me, and make me learn a ton without me even knowing it. The past was gone, and the future has yet to unfold, and I know I should focus on life in the present, yet day-after-day it strikes me as endless and unbearable. Strange, what being forced to slow down can do to a person...

Stories are as unique, as the people who tell them, and the best ones are those in which the ending is a surprise. I can tell you all right now, that you won't see it coming, and you can't predict it in a million years. It's going to be the best thing that's every happened, to all of us. And as my distant gaze settles on the mystic moon, I am filled with an overwhelming sensation of joy. Because I finally realised that no matter where it is in the sky, no matter where you are in the world, the moon is never bigger than your thumb...