EAGER EYES

I cannot express the amount of happiness that mounds the layers of my heart. In a world in which happiness has been such a difficult concept for me to grasp, there has been only one person capable of making ' happy ' an actual phenomenon. I don't think I can ever thank her enough, and I won't ever stop letting her know just how much she means to me. As I sit here in the solace of my bedroom, I laugh in half embarrassment and half triumph at the person I was six months ago, one year ago, two years ago. I've come a long way from the cynical and half-assed teenager I used to be, I developed a clarity in my life that had never been there before. The first decade of my life left me in a fog of delusion, a separate reality that I sought after to ignore the events that I had no control over. I can't deny the impact of anything that has happened to me anymore, which is why things are different for me now. I've accepted everything and everything's accepted me. I know now that it doesn't have to matter half as hard if I don't want it to, life is a mutable experience after all, and so am I. I'm okay with how life has treated me up to this point, it's helped me crawl out of the maternal shell of dependence and into the reality of responsibility. I grow and learn with each passing day, but the process is never over. There are countless things I have yet to discover about myself, about her, and about life, but these three things I must master by the end of my life or die trying to. I want my life to be a mania full of passion, undying in fervor and eagerness, and always teeming on the brim with love.