If You Can't See Anything Beautiful About

I Don't Want To Turn Any Of This Into Poetry / But / You're So Beautiful / Flowers Turn Their Heads To Smell You

I Will Not Stop. I Will Not Slow Down. I Will Not Pull Over To Ask For Directions. I Will Build The Road That Takes Me Where I Want To Be And I Will Drive, Drive, Drive. I Will Drive Until The Vehicle Around Me Breaks Down, Falls Apart And Tumbles Into Useless Debris... And Then I Will Walk.

I Make A Good Living Doing What I Do.

If You Can't See Anything Beautiful About Yourself, Get A Better Mirror.

Scrape The Grey Sky Clean. Realize Every Grey Cloud Is A Smoke Screen To Blind Us From The Truth, And The Truth Is Whether We See Them Or Not The Sun And Moon Are Still There, And Always There Is Light.