what do i believe in? i believe in wearing the same jeans as yesterday. i believe in smiling at strangers. in being chaotic and crooked and compassionate. i believe in stars and the way some thousand year old dust of theirs is sitting inside your chest right now. i believe in luck and i believe in something much more marvelous and outside the stretch of my understanding. i believe in the sand beneath my toes. i believe in sun burns and getting your hands dirty. i believe in potential. in fireworks in the bottom of a waterlogged soul. i believe in love and wonder and magic at first sight, at after sight and ever and ever sight, at every single god damn sight. i believe in believing, i believe in reason and lack thereof. i believe in logic and sanity, and everything that undermines it. everything that says “fuck you” to all the rules. i believe in music being turned all the way up and the windows rolled down, i believe in things with and without words. i believe in unconditional and i believe in a love that isn’t jealous or selfish. i believe in things this world tells me are foolish, and i believe in them passionately and without apologies.
This is a beautiful credo.