I'm sitting here at 11:44pm on a Monday night. I'm trying to figure out what it is I'm still doing up, and what I've been doing up late for the past few months. So it hit me, maybe if I start writing about my days, what I've learned, I'll sleep better. Haha. In saying that though, I'm writing this due to the fact that I have friends going through tough times and I want to remind them, myself, and others, that even the littlest moments in life are still moments, good or bad. I know that sounds cliche, but it's the truth. Even the most
modest of moments are good.
