I want to feel the dreariness of a good bit of alcohol. To be inspired would be fantastic…to see beauty in the world around me, constantly, so much that it’s overwhelming. Parties, decadent and beautiful in every way. I want discussion. Pure and passionate to the T. I want to go on walks and to see the stars for all of their beauty, and experience the sensuality of the world around me every single day. I want to live like no one has ever lived before.
I know that life doesn’t really work like that, and I know that moments like these aren’t exactly easy to come by. But the thing is, I don’t want to let that be true. Is there a way to live this way if it isn’t summertime? If it isn’t the moment after a storm clears?
Or…is it something else that makes life magic?
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