Its a struggle sometimes.
Wanting to make the best of everything around you. You can do everything right, put yourself in the right place, and still not see the results and desires you yearn for. Introduce an outside factor and it screws your game plan.
But then again, that’s what we’re intended to believe? Take care of yourself and things will just fall into place.
As if it were that easy…
And yet, despite the catastrophic possibilities that lie at every corner of our journey, it is still the best option to take. Is it faith in the unknown or blind judgement? And what’s the difference?
Its a shout out to the obvious.
I don’t know if being optimistic, upbeat, and forward is just a cop out to hide the insecurities and self-doubt that haunt my inner being. Or is it just my way of not letting the ghosts overwhelm me in the face of so much pressure.
I guess thats what makes me humble. I don’t know think about the weight of it all, only that I’m just here carrying on. I have nothing to hide: I greatly accept my flaws, faults, and short-comings, but acknowledge what raises me higher. Its the short string of hope that I’m clinging to. And its enough to put a smile on my face.