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What is really important?

I've been going to school recently as a junior. I feel like junior year is one of the main years that you are trying to decide what you are going to be doing for the rest of your life. The pressure is heightened, the work is harder, our parents start pushing us harder. But when I look up at the sky I don't see these goals that people want me to have. I don't see me doing some of the basic things that seem important to others. But what do I see in the clouds?

I see brightness, happiness, light airy fun.

I love the air and the clouds and the stars and how they all dance upon the universe. I see a gigantic party of everybody and everything. To truly accept and love everything. Everyday after going to work and to school, at the end of the day when normally I would go to sleep, I have a moment of hesitation, a surge of energy that pushes me to do something fun. my mind thinks 'the night is young and so are you'. I imagine the park and the swings. I see the stars beckon me there. I feel my feet on the street and then my skateboard and the rough sand paper gives me butterflies. The possibilities are endless, yet i could just fall asleep.

When i am at school there are moments when i know i could say something bold. theres a few seconds of opportunity and then the moment is lost forever. I plan to grasp those moments as often as possible.

Laugh as often as possible. If there is a moment to be vulnerable, to share your beautiful smile, thoughts, movements, then do it. There is nothing left to loose but precious moments.

Experiencing every emotion in full. Understand the full spectrum of feelings is bliss. To understand that everything is important and beautiful, not just the moments that seem more successful.

Beauty lies in your flaws. Beauty lies in the simple tasks. love is everywhere.

The world is still young. Love is still young. You are still young.



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