I just went outside to grab a book from my car, and I saw the most beautiful thing I may ever see. First of all I love this time of night. It is so calm and still and quiet, plus it's always a little cooler than the daytime. Anyway, as I was walking out to my car I was thinking, 'man I love living here, you can see the stars to clearly'. At that moment I looked up to see what may have been the space station, or maybe a planet, but it was big and bright. Then I started to notice other shiny lights in the sky, and something remarkable struck me. They were sparkling. I've always heard people talk about how stars twinkle and all, but I always figured that meant getting brighter or dimmer. These were twinkling through myriad colors. And while I was standing there, getting cold to my bones watching the stars twinkle I thought, 'some days I get a reminder to keep on going.'

Ending one minute at a time.

This is your life.

This is your life and it's ending.

This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time, and you never know which ones your last.

If our life is so finite why can't we choose the moments we have. Obviously it's not an ideal world that's why. But sometimes it just hurts...It hurts that we have to live through so many moments, without enjoying them. It hurts that they're the only moments we'll get, but we're glad they're gone. Isn't that a little fucked up?