Winter is a time to gather golden moments and enjoy every idle hour.
Judith Boswell (via laugh
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art—write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
I’m not sure what the future holds but I do know that I’m going to be positive and not wake up feeling desperate. As my dad said “It is what it is, it’s not what it should have been, not what it could have been, it is what it is”.