I know Iím just a voice.
Iím all words and no body
And I know Iím going out on a limb when I say thisÖ. But Iíve been where youíve been.
And Iím asking you
to trust me.
Thereís a moment. It exists.
This moment. Itís going to make you feel something youíve never felt before. Itís going to make you see the world in a way you never could before.
This moment is a girl youíve never met; itís a kick from a tiny foot within your gut; itís a kiss on a park bench at two am and the moon is full and your coatís on her, but youíre not bothered by the cold
for the first time in your life.
This moment is a friend you meet in a trip to another country with the tickets you never thought youíd win; itís a sunrise on a beach; itís a string of words you pulled from your pencil; itís a poem that makes you feel beautiful for days on end.
This moment is a lecture at 9am that inspires you to do that thing you were always meant to do and never knew to do until that instant; itís a sudden desire to pick up Japanese; itís a smile from a man with the blue-est eyes youíve ever seen.
Damn it, if you can do nothing else,
This moment is the moment that changes you.
This moment is the moment that feels a lot like fate.
This moment is the reason you fall to your fucking knees in hysterical bliss at the realization that you are alive! Youíre still here! God, have you ever seen a more beautiful human being than that one you ran into two weeks ago? The one who notices the flower blooming between the sidewalk cracks? Isnít it wonderful how youíre starting to feel more like that person every day? And it hits you MY GOD, this one moment is so
Iím begging you,
It might not happen tomorrow.
It might not happen this year.
But you have to trust me.
Is worth everything.
Because I wrote this for you.