Looks like yall not ready

Lord quas droppin shit like some horses

Sorry to say this but you can’t buy your way into a lifestyle… you have to stumble around, flit through explorations of self that you will one day look back on and cringe, later look further back on w gratitude and affection for your wobbly legged self, hold opinions you will someday discard, wake up too late and go to bed early to quiet your frenzied and aching mind… you save yourself by scraping your knees along the way, by digging your hands into the soil of your spirit, strengthening your wings by failing to take flight the first time you try because trying allows you to make that mistake and the next one and another one too so you can learn from them later… pick up a hobby to put it down for another one that seems more true to who you are today, revisit the hobby you left behind and realize it makes more sense to you now w all this life beneath your feet, cry in the shower and the car and to sleep and start all over tomorrow, move through the years full hearted and lost and floating not like a bird on the verge of extinction but a little fledgling that knows there’s more out there… you carry less shame in your shoulders by trying and failing instead of shying away from life entirely