I’m sick of the echo chamber of news right now. I’m sick of petty bullshit. Cruelty. Myopic woe and platitudes. We build prisons of our own design, on the nightmares we won’t wake ourselves up from …
There are people who will tell you it can’t be done, secretly hoping you fail; And people who cheer you on every step.
People who will put you through hell; and people who will stand by your side to hell and back. Love can be a deeply unsettling place when you’re not ready for it … sometimes even when you are. Do you run?
There are people satisfied with never going beneath the surface, jump ship to hide behind the next fleeting excitement, or refuse to leave the dock at all. And those who know how to weather the storm. Surprise – It’s not the ocean, it’s not the ship. Nope.
Those who barricade themselves, and those who open their arms without hesitation, no matter how many times they’ve been hurt
All around us: Those who “prove” a bias of misery, And those who “prove” that joy and light that exists – but who comes in to focus when you look?
There are those who repeat the past, stay suffocated by it, And those who grow and Change.
So if you’re lucky enough to wake up tomorrow… no matter what you’ve been – who do you WANT to be?