i live for words, for that single intense moment where i get to step into someone else's skin and see from their perspective.
i live for moments. like the way my little sister looks at the world, her eyes seeking out every possible thing on this planet that she was so recently introduced to, wanting to know everything about everything but not knowing how to ask just yet.
i live for emotions. i live for the lovely chill that runs through my body when i read an empowering passage. i live for that single coveted feeling of satisfaction when i achieve something, even that coveted moment of contentment even when i haven't achieved anything. I live for sparks of hope. even when sometimes it seems like there's none.