3 days left // 3 days remaining

I.  She liked to think of that frozen pond as her future.  Beautiful at first glance, announcing its depth with every cracking step.  But it would hold her.
II.  C.S. Lewis:  "If you want joy, power, peace, eternal life, you must get closer to, or even into, the thing that has them."
III.  Perspective:  3 days left // 3 days remaining
IV.  She was ear buds playing her favorite songs and socks for warmth not for style.  She was adventure and somehow, she only knew that from what small town Indiana had to offer.
V.  They always told her she could sleep when she died, so she taught her thoughts to keep her up until dawn.  Maybe, though, if she slept, she could become those thoughts rather than simply thinking them.  Releasing them from the sheets so she could grow was better than hiding what she could be in the first hours of the morning.
VI.  So if you see her in a photograph, know that genuine happiness was a crinkled nose above a smile.  Maybe she truly was happy.
VII.  The only place she wanted to be is here, enveloped by the blue.