I’d choose the thing that’s beautiful more than the one that’s true. ~Laurie Anderson

What is it that makes us grow up.

What if we never do.

What if we like the same things we liked

and what if we don’t?

What if we wish we could do it all over

and what if we don’t?

Why would we spend the late late night looking at the stars, dreaming of what if

and knowing that possibilities aren’t better

but we still dream?

What if we were never meant to be

but we are still here?

Still listening, still seeing

Still not, still not

when do we give up?

When do we understand?