"...And do not forget the law of rhythm—that is at the back of everything. Count on rhythm; it never has failed yet, and it never will. Watch for the high tides of yourself and flow up with them; when the inevitable low tides come, either rest or meditate. You cannot escape rhythm. You transcend it by working with it. You can even turn and grow young, for time also has its tides; and there are many ripples in the long sea-swell of life."

"I always swore I would never live in New York," Sara Bareilles says with a laugh from her New York apartment. "I always felt so overwhelmed here. It's ironic -- the thing you think you don't need is the thing you actually need most."

So how do you do it,
With just words and just music,
Capture the feeling that my earth is somebody's ceiling
Can I deliver in sound
The weight of the ground
Of a cemetery
In the center of Queens

"What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies."

This is my winter song to you

The storm is coming soon

It rolls in from the sea

My voice, a beacon in the night

My words will be your light

To carry you to me

Is love alive?

-S.B.

Let the bough break, let it come down crashing

Let the sun fade out to a dark sky

I can't say I'd even notice it was absent

'Cause I could live by the light in your eyes

I'll unfold before you

Would have strung together

The very first words of a lifelong love letter

Tell the world that we finally got it all right

I choose you

I will become yours and you will become mine

I choose you

There was a time when I would have believed them

If they told me that you could not come true

Just love's illusion-But then you found me

And everything changed-

And I believe in something again

My whole heart Will be yours forever

This is a beautiful start

To a lifelong love letter

Lately it's been a lot of nothing but really everything,

dealing the day ins and day outs of mundane stability,

but learning to navigate myself around the different parts of the familiar,

letting it all just setting in my soul, filling me up to capacity.

I learn accountability to myself, too keep the nows and always as interesting as possible,

exhausting further energies to realize the beauty in the little things.

It's surprising how much is not missed,

and even more surprising how fast thoughts disappear.

I wonder who would believe me if i told them I think about my city every day,

everything sparks me to drift away so quickly into a daydream of the "what was...

and I know it was easier there to practice being a better version of myself.

The silences are so much louder now,

and i'm faced with less chances to prove that I'm transforming anonymously.

But no regrets, because the things I appreciate now are the things I lacked so much then.

The busy predictability of life, and friendship, and accessibility are scattering about my days,

and I know exactly who I need to be in relation to my circumstance.

I have succeeded and excelled at all the things I thought would be so difficult to master.

The things that are hard are all the things I knew would come.

Its a quite satisfaction in simply surviving the everyday mundane life.

I know who I can count on, I know who I can turn to...

I know who I get excited to see, and I know who to avoid,

every face that circles is a face that I've seen before.

It's about making the most of everything you hate, to appreciate the things you didn't know you would ever be.

Maybe someday...soon or in the future I'll be in that place again where everything is a fight to survive,

where everything matters...and you are battling the uncertainties and unpredictability of the life you knew you were supposed to live.

Where things count and things transform and things amaze,

and beauty if everywhere.

But until them...really it comes down to this:

we accept the love we think we deserve.

It's about choosing an attitude that reflects who you are as a person.

It's about representing yourself honestly,

it's about being comfortable in an uncomfortable life.

You never wanted to be me,

and I always want to be a better version of me.

Destiny. Fate. Serendipity.

It all comes into play as the universe shifts.

Its' about saying the big things that you leave unsaid because they are so scary.

Words trump action.

You hold in the things you want to keep sacred,

let out the things you have too...

When really-it becomes what's unsaid that matters.

I hope you know that I've never loved harder,

fought as intensely...to preserve a great love...

a love that last through the ages and explodes as perfection.

The long lasting, time stopping, heart breaking love.

It's important to me that you know that I prioritize this,

because it all matters. 

Without love you'll never understand the beauty in the little things...

and to me, if you can't find the beauty then it all becomes pointless.

So I choose love.