It's been a while since I've been able to just lay and enjoy myself without feeling like the world is about to fall apart.

When a long night comes I worry that it won't end, but I have to stop and remind myself that the clouds after a storm always go away to reveal the sun, so why should this night be any different?

Some days I'm not sure what I like anymore, I just know there's something I enjoy. Maybe I'll remember it tomorrow...