My friend,
I want you to go for your dreams like a rocket taking off into the void of the sky. I want you to go for the visions that won't leave your atmosphere. I want you to go after what you want like it stole something from you and you have to take it back somehow. Wake up early if you have to. Stay up late if you must. You must commit to every sacrifice. Show up, show up, and keep showing up. Because this will all be over one day, and you'll be grateful you tried. You'll cry joyfully knowing you have lived and given life a fair shot. You tried your best to expand your wings and soar through the ocean of life. The day will come when the lungs stop, the electricity in the body ceases, and you will feel peace. There will be peace in your heart and mind. There will be peace in your feet and legs as they can finally rest. You will have peace that will bring you into a warm transitional space. You will feel your grandmother's energy. You will think about all the smiles, laughter, and moments that made you wild out. I want you to go for everything that means something to you because our expiration will come one day. In that blink of an eye, I want you to feel closure, to die wise, knowing you lived the most expansive you possible.