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Due to falling back, the commute home yesterday took place for the first time in darkness. I’ve always done my best thinking in the dark, and last night was no exception. As I was cruising along 77 North with that flamethrower-looking thingie blazing and Terminal Tower all lit up in purple on my left, I was so hit with a veritable wall of gratitude for all the good things recent years have brought to my life that I wept. I am precisely the person I want to be. I know I’ve made mistakes, and I haven’t always done everything right, but I can live with who I am now, and I’m surrounded by people I love. The sense of relief I feel because of this is incredible.

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