Reach

Lost are the days of star gazing.

Lost are the ways of bar raising.

Once was a time where we layed beneath the stars.

With no inclination of what we where looking at, only that it was beautiful and beyond our understanding. So, what did we do?

We reached.

Never stop reaching.

Reach for the stars.

Reach for the one you want.

Be it a person, job, or lifestyle.

If you are not religious; have faith.

If not in the universe than in yourself.

In the ones you love.

No matter how bad it hurts or how much your burdens weigh.

Keep reaching for all the things you want.

You owe yourself that.

Shoot for the moon.

Reach for the stars.

Most of all, never stop raising your own bar.