Sometimes I sit and wish I could freeze time right where I am. That way I’ll never lose all of the lovely things that are around me. But time keeps going and things keep getting lost. But I’m still living because something new and beautiful is going to come around eventually and that right there is something to stick around for.
Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
Nobody wants to do it- not real change, not soul change, not the painful molecular change required to truly become who you need to be. Nobody ever does real transformation for fun. Nobody ever does it on a dare. You do it only when your back is so far against the wall that you have no choice anymore.