To learn and master the art
of letting go when necessary
and holding on tight
I’ve been struggling lately with
finding truth in change.
How do I find comfort in the difficulty
that change stirs up?
Or Peace that my future
will match, if not, exceed
the happiness of my youth?
How can the world be spinning so fast
yet we revolve so slowly?
I am learning.
I am struggling, but I am learning.
And Im appreciative of these baby steps.
Its progression, nonetheless.
I am grateful.
Scandal is starting to bore me.
My sister is driving me crazy. My whole spring break was devoted to her wedding. “219 more days”
I’m really mad at myself for going to school out of state. I’ve pretty much wasted four years of my life.
Behind every attractive skinny scruffy black guy with piercings, tattoos and dirty converse that rides bikes and skateboards and loves going out to bars to drink whiskey isssss some plain white girl.
I don’t feel like dealing with anyone today and everyone wants to deal with me today.