Wrote this a few days ago…. just wanted to share.

I think alot of times, probably more times than we can appreciate, moments happen where we wish we could put in a bottle and keep forever. Thats why we take pictures and we record songs and make videos because we want to remember. And thats why I think we compare our foolish acts to “chasing the wind”, not because it’s impossible… God knows we can run forever if we wanted to, but because we ought to know that some times, some places, some things, are not meant to be kept forever. Some things and some moments are meant to be lived out and experienced and felt for all it is and the only memory you have of it is the imprints it leaves in your heart the way leaves stain rocks when no one is looking. And we often miss it by simply trying to keep it.

I’m sitting in Central Park right now, wishing everyone around me knew how special this is for me, and fighting back the urge to take 1000 pictures and scream “I want to live in a tent by the lake” at the top of my lungs…. because Central Park isn’t going anywhere, but this moment is, and I want it to press up against my soul and carve everything I see inside of me. I love this place. I love this air. I love this moment.