even the beautiful things fall.

I was just outside, it's a bit nippy out there tonight[35°F]

I like to go out there and think, nighttime is best for me. because during the day, I get distracted by nature and color and the tiniest of things and completely forget to think and relax. so, I go out when distractions are at a minimum.


The sky is dark and cloudless for the most part...

I was looking at the stars.
They are beautiful.
I saw a "shooting star"
and then it occurred to me...

Even the beautiful things fall.


I mean, no matter what seems perfect, even what seems so beautiful and innocent and flawless... those things will eventually fall, too.


I sure hope that's something you can relate to. You may not consider yourself beautiful. You may look at other people and their supposedly perfect lives, and you may wish to be like them, because you fall too often, and too hard. Even those people fall... They are no better than you, and you are no worse than them. That social ladder? hah. knock it down. There is no top and no bottom. There is only beginning and end, and no one is better than the other. Everyone falls. The important thing is that you get back up and try again. I believe that you can do it. Learn to love what you can and cannot do. It's who you are. Love who you are, and press on to bigger and better things. Because love often happens where there is peace...

"even the best fall down sometimes"


it'll be okay,