Life's about sitting on the back porch way past curfew listening to a 80's songs that makes you want to dance and cry all at the same time.
It's about staring up at the moon and feeling completely lonely but content cause you know somewhere someone's staring at that same moon.
It's about looking down at your beat up shoes with a single tear running down your face while your smiling.
It's about feeling everything at once, yet nothing at all.
Here's the thing there will never be a January 2cd, 2015 ever again, and here I am spending the rest of mine sitting on my back porch listening to some wash up 80's band and pouring my heart out into something that will never get read, but that's what life is all about.
