I once thought that the sun sets at the end of the day, but … I was wrong. It doesn’t set. In fact it never rests. It doesn’t sleep. It keeps burning, and it will continue to burn nonstop like expectations. Expectations don’t stop once someone doesn’t follow them. They’re just added on too.

We expect the sun to burn forever, but in some distant future it will run out of gas like a car. It won’t be able to keep running forever.

The sun is alike our time I this Earth. Eventually it will run out, so it’s up to us how we choose to burn.

We are all stars. You are the only one who can make you bright. You are the only one who can choose how well others can see you. And when you burn out, it’s your choice to choose how beautifully you go out.

And I want to go out just as beautifully as a star implodes.