It is easy to feel brave and content in your aloneness when you’re sitting in a blanket fort late at night. It’s easy to feel seven feet tall and afraid of nothing when you haven’t had to face anyone for a while. When you’re sitting there with fairy lights around you dreaming of blue hair and the places you’re going to travel someday and all the books you haven’t read yet that hold that magical potential to be life-changing. You’ve tasted a slice of freedom for the day, walking when you could drive and driving when you could walk and driving places you’ve never been able to go to before just so you can walk some more. It’s almost easy to forget the way time cuts holes in you, the way harsh words are like splinters you can’t pry from your skin, the way absences ache like something inside of you is actually missing. Just don’t forget this feeling you have right now: nothing can phase you and you feel like you could do anything. You are indestructible, stand tall.