I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. I am going to write fire until it comes out of my ears, my eyes, my noseholes—everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor
I can compare the night sky to a new lover in that the first moment you set your eyes up on the sky, you see the first stars.
Just as when you first set your eyes upon your lover, you see the most immediate features that attract you to them.
Then, the longer you look, more stars will appear out of the darkness with time, patience, thought, and amazement.
Just as the longer you look at your lover, the more time you spend with your lover, and the more you let your amazement and clear thought grow on your lover, more stars will appear until you see all of their dancing and twinkling stars that attract you to them.
The mystery of the night sky and the mystery of a new lover can be seen as one in the same in that we have so much to discover in them.