wrenkingsten:

“I fell down in the woods. When I was running, I fell down and I looked at the ground and I saw my hand, and my sleeve, and the little button on my sleeve, and some dirt, and an old acorn, and I said to myself: ‘Okay, if this is the last thing that you ever see, I can handle that. I’m done. I’ve had enough.’ But it wasn’t the last thing that I saw. I just kept going. How do you keep going when the worst thing has happened? What do you have to change inside to survive? Who do you have to become?”