in the moment...

many times we get caught up "in the moment" (not in promiscuous sense) and you see the world through the cliched rose-colored glasses. you feel like life will magically piece together like a beautiful puzzle you'd proudly display over your mantle. you fall hard cus you know cloud nines will float you upward and catch you with your every joyful leap in the sky.

but, as the deceiving fog slowly clears, you lose the mesmerized giggles, tyra bank's version of smiling eyes, and the sweetness of your soft spoken speech. just like that, the picture-perfect vision becomes a disposable photograph, raw and empty.

we all have to face the music. the good, the bad, and the ugly.