Listen, because we never know how much time we have, and we never,
not ever, are in control of when the lights will go out and we’ll be
opening our eyes to a new light again.

Listen:
Never be afraid to be proud of yourself.
You are made of magic and you share dust and light with the stars that shine above you.
Please promise me that you won’t dim your glow because it hurts someone else’s eyes.

Cry. Really cry.
They will try to show you and tell you and convince you that men don’t cry,
That they bite their lip from the inside and swallow the blood with all the tears that they are too timid to
let fall.
They will say that men are the shoulders and are the rock that stands in the current.
Be the water instead, for one day that rock will be sand and it will have been you and only you that
washed it away.

Laugh. Truly laugh.
Let life and all of its folly steal the breath from your body and replace it with the staccato melody of
giggles and guffaws; the laughter that comes without fair warning and continues without apology.

Never be afraid to follow your heart. Take all you have and risk it, truly risk it for where your crazy
Heart decides to take you.

Do not ever think you, exactly you, are not capable of chasing your dreams and do not think that you,
exactly you, are not worth being chased.
It’s going to hurt, more than you think it will and its going to heal more than you ever imagine it can.
You will be cut, scraped and scarred from these pursuits, but scars are stories and one day someone will
come along that will plot the ship of their fingertips down the random rivers of your scars.

-Tyler Knott Gregson for the win always and forever!

Vive la weekend!