You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things.
How lucky are we to simply wake each day. How blessed to see the colors, the light. Do not lose sight of this, do not forget. When you treat each breath as a gift you never expected to get, it’s so much harder to be anything other than elated when you open them.