"Keep a journal
For one day when you are old and grey you can look back on the words scripted upon the pages and recall a simpler time. A time where flowers in your hair and dirt on your feet seemed like an endless infinity. Where you looked to the future as a form of escape, of travel, as something to outrun the daunting now. And when you recall these simpler times allow yourself to delve back into the endless nights, the feeling of forever. Don’t allow your being to be swallowed by oblivion, keep writing."