#thisreal

Just a quick thought because I have to go. But. When you add up all these different moments in your life, when you really trace a picture like a line-by-number page in a coloring book, you can start to see something extremely real.

Whereas it started off as 100s of dots with maybe an eye here, or ear there, once you reach the end, what you see is what you wanted to see all along. 

You wanted to see that picture. Even though you didn't know what it was.

The collective of life is a lot like this. That's what amazes me. 

That school you decided to go to. That person you decided to befriend. A friend of their friend invites you to a party where you begin to drink, which leads to social gathering. Where you meet a person that invites you to a club, thus starting your appreciation for loud room music and late night frenzies. The fact that you poured your heart out only to be trampled on in order to start a year of absolute freedom, where you visited a monument that lead to a conversation piece for the moment you first met that person.

That person.

I'm not saying I see a picture.

But it's nice to know that life will eventually reveal it.