seventeen.

"Time heals all, gives life, kindles fires, burns souls. No longer cold, alive again, my soul comes to life and paints the world."

I close my eyes, and immerse myself into a sea of tranquility. No, not the distinguishing mark on the moon, but rather a sea of tranquil thoughts. An ocean of hope, making waves of aspirations. Swells of ambition. Tides of resolution. These are the moments that I feel connected to life. The moments where I sit and feel everything I am and everything I can be. The moments where I feel the affirmation that this is what life is about. Growth. Progress. Realization. The arrival of what you want into to who you are.

I am alive, and my soul has come to life and is painting the world.