I’ve questioned everything about myself, every step of the way. You have to have the same amount of fear and self-doubt as you do hope and blind optimism.
If anyone’s wondering, yes I’m in Vegas.
Yes, it’s 10:48pm.
Yes, I can hear the pulsating beats resonating from several clubs within earshot.
Yes, I’ve chosen to spend my evening looking at photos of autumnal windows on Tumblr.
Yes, I am proud.