…the endless mind

when you see yourself…are you far away?

and i guess…when its just me, listening to music in the dark…i am amazed and grateful that i was ever around to experience anything.

…those days when you feel you are the best version of yourself are so rewarding…you are running up that hill. I’m proud of you.

…not everyone is better with someone.

the reason I miss childhood is mainly because I didn’t want to know what was going on in the world…i only knew my own. As time goes, you begin to realize all there is to reality…and it loses its shine. You now have to provide the shimmer.

At what point do you let go of all that holds you down? How much weight must you bear? There will always be obstacles. You will always be climbing. Climb carefully.

at some point, at some time…you have to be yourself.

attempting to be above it…but now i’m down it.

I began reading the journals of Sylvia Plath when I was a sophomore in high school. Her words helped me accept this life for what it is. This will just be abstract thoughts with no purpose other than to express my inner Sylvia.

…feeling is the scariest part of this. Without feelings, nerves, butterflies, we would just be watching a scene play out.