Keep Moving Forward

Last night, as I laid in bed, staring blankly at my star covered ceiling, my thoughts drifted towards a song. (I know what you're thinking, "when is she not thinking about music?"But last night was different.) Usually when I'm in the mood for a good cry, I play songs that reflect that particular mood. Rather than sulking in my usual way however, I picked up my ipod and searched the internet. When I found what I was looking for, my once-depressing tears turned into tears of hope and happiness. My future is bright, no matter what or who tries to persuade me otherwise.