I just want to go to your house on a rainy day and watch movies and eat. Talk for hours and hours about everything in our lives up until now and well into the future, act silly and not feel embarrassed at all ‘cause it’s you I’m with. I want to fall asleep on your shoulder, wake up, and play silly games until the night. And when we have to part ways, it won’t be a goodbye, it’ll be an “I’ll see you later”.
"You are lucky to be one of those people who wishes to build sand castles with words, who is willing to create a place where your imagination can wander. We build this place with the sand of memories; these castles are our memories and inventiveness made tangible. So part of us believes that when the tide starts coming in, we won’t really have lost anything, because actually only a symbol of it was there in the sand. Another part of us thinks we’ll figure out a way to divert the ocean. This is what separates artists from ordinary people: the belief, deep in our hearts, that if we build our castles well enough, somehow the ocean won’t wash them away. I think this is a wonderful kind of person to be." by Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life
