Today is a beautiful day. This I know. Not only can I see it, but I feel it. It started with a sunrise where one wakes up to the morning light just to know all that’s alive is very much alive. With a deep breath, I have never been so high off this element called oxygen. I believe I need it to live my life. Life: Funny word, it is. It’s unexplainable because it’s only how one defines it. If you asked for a definition, I can only define it in broken words that make sense to me. Guitar, piano, music, knowledge, sushi, friends, family, my bestest. All may seem it could be categorized as one, but you asked me to define life. I defined it into many single words of what I love. Only to prove that those words are my life, and I love my life. Throughout the day as am turns to pm, I need everything listed just so my surroundings know my existence is real. So time is passing with 86400 seconds in a day where every second’s moment and a moment’s a memory. I can only hold on to every moment because soon it’ll be a kept or forgotten memory. Now the sun sets, and tonight is as beautiful as the morning light. The light fades into darkness with the light of a million stars shining to keep the skies bright enough to call this day, night. This is when the city sleeps, and so will I. I wake up, and I call this tomorrow, and if I forget how beautiful life can be, I just remember yesterday. After all yesterday is what I call my kept memory.