I sit there day in and day out. Not really knowing what I should be doing with my life. I want so much more, need so much more but at the same time I have no desire to go out and get it. I feel like there is no use in doing so. But now… it’s starting to come back to me. It’s starting to make sense, and at the same time it’s getting even cloudier. One day I will figure this shit out but for now I feel like I should just try and enjoy life.
We all sit there all too worried about the future and what tomorrow may bring. Treating everyday like a trapped slave to reality. I get these brief moments of clarity, realizing that none of it matters. None of it is as serious as I make it out to be. Money… You can make more, not enough… You can try harder, and if you never give up you will get there. Taking it all too serious is just as bad as smoking a pack of cigarettes everyday.
Reality is what you make it. I’m done priding myself on external accomplishments… I want internal accomplishments; serenity, laughter, joy, and Something worth waking up everyday – for myself… because I want to. Not because they say I have to.
So from here we go everywhere…
Kiss the sky… Grab a pen… Keyboard… Paint brush… Pencil… LET YOUR THOUGHTS FLY!