A start

“While yet alive, before their tints had faded, they glistened like the fairest flowers, the product of primitive rivers; and he could hardly trust his senses, as he stood over them, that these jewels should have swam away.”

This a quote by Henry David Thoreau that I've been in love with the past year. It may not seem like much, because it doesn't give you a warm, fuzzy feeling deep down inside and its not incredibly thought-provoking and it doesn't change the way you look at life, but I think there's beauty in the fact that you have to search for it. For me, it is life. It's about how precious and short it is, but that there's beauty right up until the end. It's about how we change and learn and grow throughout our lives. And its about twilight, its about that magical moment that exists right before it ends, and so it only seems appropriate to start this blog here. For I am in the twilight, while yet alive...