Life and Love

Sometimes, life makes perfect sense for a few seconds before we go back to being confused about pretty much everything. Before we go back to searching and chasing and just trying to exist.

And recently, during one of those rare moments when the things we already know but often forget become clear, I had this thought:

One of the few things that actually matters in life is finding who and what we love and fighting like hell to hold onto those things.

Because, at its most basic, I think that’s what life is.