the leaves are changing color just as we expected it to happen, just as it does every october, and we feel good about it. it's a routine. we are used to it. we knew it, and we can be sure of it; there won't be an october ever where we won't see green going to brown. maybe that is why we often hear people say "it's so beautiful outside, the world looks as though someone ran around with a box full of color and splashed it everywhere." so here we have something to hold onto. even though in July we still enjoy the sunny weather, we know things will change. the thing about it is that we know how they will change. and I remember you once told me that the only thing to fear is the future. and if you don't fear the future, you can be fearless. thing is; it seems to me that so often life begins to revolve around what is going to be even though we don't even want it to. even though we'd rather live for the moment, we better eat healthy in the morning in order to feel great during the day; we better put a lot of effort into school so we can be something later in life; we better not going to drink another bottle of beer so tomorrow morning will be not as bad as it would be; we better not fall in love because we might be terribly hurt in the end ... we worry too much. we forget too much, mainly about the fact that if we don't start living in the present, we'll actually never ... live. so what if tomorrow morning will be horrible because you are hungover? so what if you'll be hurt eventually because he left you? things happen as they do, as they are supposed to happen, and we can't change much about it in this moment anyway. all we can do is feel alright about it. of course there are certain things to never forget about it; but dear ... seize the day, not tomorrow. eat another piece of cake, have another glass of wine, kiss me and hold me tight, fall in and out of love, go on adventures and mainly explore and experience life to its fullest. you'll never understand what is to come anyway.
This is beyond beautiful. It reminds me a little bit of a specific photograph of River Phoenix that I happen to love but it's still completely its own. There are so many emotions in it. The text and the photo definitely complement each other.