I am feeling warm and I’m feeling in love. The beer has seeped into my blood and is making me fall in love with a slight case of dizziness on the side. I am in love with not only the creator, but am in love with life at the moment. Maybe it was because I watched a beautiful sunset, or took a wonderful nap. Maybe it’s because although my brother puts me through hell, it’s moments when he pinky swears to me he’ll pay me back, it reminds me of the Derek I know and love. But what I do know is that I am promising myself now to fall in love with myself. To write my feelings, no matter how gay they sound and to cry when I want to cry, no matter how stupid the reason. I want to spare myself the regret of waking up half way through the day and sulking, and wake up at the crack of dawn. With love in my heart and a smile in my eyes. I want to forget about boys for a couple weeks and lose myself in a book and it’s characters. I want to forget about the way your fingers burn holes of warmth in my skin and find a new blanket that does just the trick. I want to buy myself a new bike and enjoy the summer sun. I just want to have a passion for something, and why not be passionate about life?

Looking at the stars leaves me in unbelief. It makes me take a step back and look at things from a not so “crappy human” perspective. I mean think about it, we’re not just for each others entertainment. We’re not here to get great jobs and marry beautiful people and have beautiful babies so they can repeat the process. We’re here for God’s glory and we’re here for his entertainment. Not only that but He loves us and he wants the best for our lives. It’s so much more than what we think. Thank you, Jesus for the vastness of the universe and the fact that it makes us think a little harder.