All of a sudden, everything just falls into place. Friends fall down, but they get back up. Dust off your knees. Chin up. I think I can almost hear your smile through the phone, it's like, finally, finally, finally, F, R, double E.

I don't know where I'm going. Don't know where I'm going to be next month, this summer, next year. I might just up and get outta here, but hey, you know, I don't really mind not having a plan. Let's play it by ear, let's just let the days stretch out in front of us like blank canvases we'll cover in paint.

The rain is washing all signs of winter away. Lights breaking through the sky, it's beautiful. Everything is gonna get clean again. All of us are going to feel new.

Today I saw purple flowers shooting up through the mud, and it reminded me of something long forgot. A flower at the top of the Alpensee, so blue and tiny and perfect. I remember all of the cow bells ringing, a chorus of chimes, and the clouds slowly rolling, and the water, smooth and shiny ripples calmly billowing in the breeze. We had reached the end of a journey, and it was so unbelievably satisfying, just undescribable. Sometimes photographs just can't even capture that moment, when you don't know something has happened that will change you, but later you look back and you realize how happy you were, and that means something.

So maybe this means something, too.

I'm glad to see the sun's shining for you. It's been for me lately as well. Good change is such a fantastic feeling.

but i cant help from just smilin when that damn sun is shining down on our city streets.

born to just never care.