Maybe One Day We’ll Remember To Be Kind

Maybe we’ve forgotten that the mysteries of our existence can be unraveled and enjoyed in tandem with other beating hearts.
Maybe we’ve forgotten that the mysteries of our existence can be unraveled and enjoyed in tandem with other beating hearts.
I understand that you need stuff. You need stuff to live, feel good about yourself, and impress other people occasionally. I get it.
A mature person shifts their locus of control inside. They take responsibility for their actions and the resulting consequences. They don’t blame other people and own their shortcomings.
Trust me, when I say that inspiration found is the most magical feeling in the world.
You think you are ready to take the leap but when someone great comes along, you start freaking out that you have to spend the rest of your life with them. You feel trapped and want to leave.
I’m learning to discard the parts of myself that don’t fit and shed the layers that no longer belong.