"We're born with millions of little lights shining in the dark
And they show us the way.
One lights up
Every time you feel love in your heart,
One dies when it moves away"
All The Little Lights - Passenger

"Well she's alright when everyone is wrong
Well she's alright, lets me waste another song
Stumble through the years
I'll make it heaven, I'll make it hell
One day to the next and now that serves me very well
Now I've got a woman at home, she treats me well"

She Treats Me Well - Ben Howard

This week I can't with anything and that's okay too.

Ha•ven /ˈheɪvən/
n. 
A place of shelter and safety; refuge.

a•wak•en•ing /əˈweɪkənɪŋ/  
n. 

The act of starting to understand something or feel something.

Life is full of questions and I am so bad at decisions.

Maybe it's time to reach our fate before it reaches us. Maybe not everything is already written.

Dis•heart•en /dɪsˈhɑrtən/  

To lower or depress the hope, courage, or spirits of; discourage.

When do you really start to know yourself or know what you really want? Am I doing the right choices for me? Is that what I really waited for? Am I really my priority? Should I stop worrying and hope for everything to fit into its place someday?

"One day someone is going to hug you so tight that all your broken pieces will stick back together."

Alejandro Jodorowsky.

I won't let you fall. I promise you that everything will be fine

"Impossible is not a fact. It is an opinion.
Impossible is not a declaration. It is a dare.
Impossible is potential.
Impossible is temporary.
Impossible is nothing."

Muhammad Ali.

“Where there is love there is life”.

Mahatma Gandhi.

“I experimented a metanoia, a change in the heart that affected the course of my life.” - Joan Borysenko.

Whether it's a bad day or not, even if someone else does it or not. Don't forget that to be loved you've to start by loving yourself.

“They say home is where your heart is set in stone
It's where you go when you're alone
It's where you go to rest your bones
(…)
As long as we're together, does it matter where we go?”
Home - Gabrielle Aplin