The smell of lilacs will always bring me back to the Maine summers of my youth... hence why I sniff them every time I pass them. Because those summers? They were pretty great.
Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b