Dance 'til you're dead.

We expect something to change, when the promises of better years and happier times ahead are whispered to those of us naive enough to listen. We wait for that day, the turning of an era where everything will slide in to place and we can look back over the years without an ounce of regret. But years of contentment bring no learning. No experience of hurt, or love. No steps closer to finding who we wanted to be. 

We could be beautiful, I think. If we stopped waiting for this ridiculously influential moment and started looking back every day and living for once, then we could be beautiful.