wasteful.

I've been wasteful with my time lately.
But the best kind of wasting time is the time spent doing something you don't regret.
Even better, are those times of reckless abandon where I feel the most alive in my 21 years of age.

Where kisses are magnified that you feel all the way into your core.
Where connection lies in conversation and realness.
Where laughter shared ignites happiness even in the shittiest times.
Where winter becomes magical and as sweet as past summers.

I like how that feels.