Flowings of Your Everlasting Taffyman

I just got back from what will most likely be at least one of my future colleges, but more on that in a sec, are u outside? its mad beautiful tonight, light snow fall lit up sky, the kind of night where u can write warm poetry cuz the world is your friend. The kind of night I loved coming out to when i snuck out of my only girl friends house at 5 am on several occasions (dude i totally just fell asleep) the kind of night where if you have just had a long conversation with a anyone, a stranger a loved one, whether it was good or bad u know the world will be ok cuz its lovely out. These nights fuel dreams of love, of being loved. This is the reason for snow and cities, only to light up the sky with love on winter nights. Inspiration and i aint got nothing to say except its good to be alive.