Skydiving. 
There really were no words to describe what it was like to watch my friend fall out of an airplane, waddle up to the edge of an open plane, and jump out. 
I would like to say however, if you haven't skydived, it is something that you must do at least one time in your life. And if you need someone to go with, I would be more than happy to join you.

I am about to get into an airplane tomorrow with no intentions of staying in it until it lands.
I am going to jump out of the airplane, right when it's at its highest point.
Right at 13,500 feet. I'm just going to jump. And fall.

And fall.

In case I don't see you, good-afternoon, good-evening, and goodnight.

Is one of the reasons we don't let people into our lives because often we look perfect from the outside and we don't want to mess that up?

There is a scene from Good Will Hunting, which happens to be one of the best movies of all time, Will Hunting is afraid to call this girl back who he really liked. The scene goes like this:

Ernest Hemingway was a genius.

He once was asked to tell a story in under ten words. This was his response:

"For sale, baby crib, never used."


In only 6 words he managed to tell a story that carries with it such weight, pain, loss, and emotion.

I wish I could write like Hemingway.

Does anyone actually like cottage cheese?

I don't know why they would. I do apologize, not if this offends you, but if you like it. You are making a grave mistake. It's nasty. It's one of the few foods I abstain from... That makes me sounds like I just binge all the time. It's one of the foods I actively distance myself from.

It was a beautiful night last night. The rain had passed and all that was left was a full moon and the smell of rain.

I realized something today.

I was in Turkey for two weeks and I have yet to tell you about it on here.

So here it is:

My heart hurts.

Not in some deep way as though I lost. It literally just hurts. A lot.