Time

So maybe I'm an addict now. I can't seem to stop. Adrenaline flows through my veins, my brain buzzes, my heart beats faster. This blog is consuming me. And I love her for it. She's my bff, my voice, my heart. Someday it will reach you. If you're reading this, it already has. If not, there's time. Nothing happens overnight. Although some things do. But what's time anyway? It's relative. A night spent in tears is longer than a year on cloud nine. Time's just what you make it to be.