sometimes i feel like crawling up in bed. staying in all day long. talking to no one but myself.
but then i get up, prepare a face to meet people. people with whom i have nothing in common but the language we speak.
but still: i love life. for mornings of sunshine. for rare occasions when one soul touches another. for the love of the game. for being alive. for plans and dreams. for a thousand reasons.
it’s all about seeing the upside.
