thoughts on: midnight

sometimes you sit up late at night, with your sleeping mommy by your side, listening to beautiful music by gregory alan isakov, looking at beautiful images, and all is right with the world. because at the end of the day, and in the middle of the night, all i could ever wish for is here with me. and even if i’m missing people and there are things i want to accomplish and places i want to see and more more more, it is all here with me in my soul.