{ The World Is My Home }

"Sometimes late at night I think about all the things that have been, all the things that haven’t been and all the things yet to be.

 If my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves all over the world. If I could live on sunlight and the city sounds and fall asleep in those thousands of lighted windows.

I wonder if this world will ever make sense to me, if I will ever truly understand anything… And if there’s really anything to understand at all."