Sometimes life just makes sense in a totally nonsensical way.
Maybe I started a job that I shouldn't like, but I do.
Maybe people are coming into my life who I didn't think I deserved.
Maybe dreams aren't as big as I once thought they were.
Maybe life is full of drama.
It is also full of microscopically beautiful moments to hold onto for my living time.
I have taken risks and I have lost enough.
I have failed innumerable times; every time I enjoyed it more.
Now here I am.
Naked.
A free man.
A nothing and everything, all at once.
Diving into every indulgence imaginable.
Life is a maybe.
That is why we should live as libertines.
Not libertines without discipline.
Just libertines of thoughts and dreams.
That is all that we can contribute, anyways.
