#don'tmind

I feel like we're constantly running away, and we have no idea what from, or what towards. Maybe we've forgotten where we started from, and where we're headed. All we remember, is that we have to run.

Why is it that at times we fail to find the joy in things we're supposed to love the most? The career, the people, the life we chose for ourselves? Everyone has that one escape, from all the inconvenience that is life. But is it necessary, now, to have an escape from that escape?

Thank you God for always giving me the strength to pull myself up.