stolen

i dont want to give where credit is due because

it comes from a broken relationship. but i stole

this from an old friend and i think it

might actaully be one the most insightful set

of words i have ever encountered.

as i close this chapter. sip done. graduation.

back to a life with time and hobbies.

I want this to be what i live by from now on.

its important for my survival.

she talks about life in relationship to daffodils.

It's the kind of soil I bloom in.

i am not sure which kind of soil i bloom in but i am out to find it.

and to bloom.

watch this.