Lately it has been hitting me how finite, insecure and temporal our lifestyle really is. I mean generally I don't get all doom and gloom, that I hate everything sort of way. But, really we are just into the shit of things so deep that there is no conceivable way to ignore it anymore. We or at least I don't want to let these feelings destroy my life however.
In the midst of all this great tragedy and hardship there is such brilliant beauty. We do hold a power and ability to love beyond or means that makes me shiver.
Enough of that. I have had some hard decisions to make recently and I am really stressed out about a friendship of mine that I am really worried about fucking up. And doing the "right thing" is so hard, but the results are usually incredible.
Life is weird, full of unintended inferences and misconstrued feelings, at least mine is. I would be happy living near the beach walking a dog or two and just wondering the days away.
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