There are dark places I try not to see because I have been there before and it is not always easy to leave. There are these stars I see sometimes and wonder what they are thinking when they are patiently staring back at me. How many wars have they seen? How many gods and kings, how many nameless feelings, how many people have they watched fall to their knees hoping for a sign that these lights missing their arms will never give? How many moments have they burned through? Have I been burning too? I see these stars on cold nights and I wonder how something could be so beautiful and brave. I wonder how lucky I really am. I have so much time to learn how to love everything in life before I get too old. How rare and wonderful it is to be this young, to be this healthy, to be this free, to be this alive.
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