As Thomas Wolfe said to Walt Whitman,
Crossing Brooklyn Bridge one early autumn
Sunday afternoon: "I greet thee on the
Brink of a brilliant literary career."
But I may have mixed up my facts.

For the first time in months
I fell asleep smiling
And slept all hours
Untill long past dawn.

she told herself to extend kindness to others
even when she could not do the same to herself

be kind
for everyone you meet
is fighting a hard battle

i'm 23, and i've come to realize what people mean when they say that your 20's is the hardest decade, because i feel it. i feel it hard.
sometimes i question why life must be so hard, but i know that suffering produces endurance, endurance; character, and character; hope, and hope does not put us to shame in Christ Jesus.
each day feels like a routine and sometimes it's hard to get out of bed, but i will thank God for the breath He's given me, and although i may not know what lies ahead, i know that He will guide me. but i have to make the step.