One week ago, the core on which i had placed of all my dreams came apart at the seams, and it was, by far, the worst emotion i have ever had to experience. But within hours i was healing, and within days i had bounced back. A little deflated yes, but bounce back i did.
The reality of everything came tumbling down, and as with some people who are forced to be realistic, i so very nearly lost hope and gave up. I was on the edge, i was.
But hope, you see, is such an amazing thing. And so impossibly lucky am i, that in this exact Now moment, i have Hope.
First i must clarify that it is important to know when to let go, but it is even more important to know when to hold on, and when to not give up. Perhaps by the definitions of other people i am being "foolish", but i follow my heart, and i cannot deny that my heart is foolish :)
The past few days of mine have been absolutely swamped by sorry-cant-tell-u matter, that i am probably this close to losing it. But then some small things happened and it brings me back to speed, reminding me to breathe, and to relax, and that everything is going to be all right.
And even without this Hope, everything will be fine. Because on this journey that we're all in together, if it isn't fine, then it isn't over. So throw a handstand. Run around naked. Have faith because it's never too late. Absolutely.
The reality of everything came tumbling down, and as with some people who are forced to be realistic, i so very nearly lost hope and gave up. I was on the edge, i was.
But hope, you see, is such an amazing thing. And so impossibly lucky am i, that in this exact Now moment, i have Hope.
First i must clarify that it is important to know when to let go, but it is even more important to know when to hold on, and when to not give up. Perhaps by the definitions of other people i am being "foolish", but i follow my heart, and i cannot deny that my heart is foolish :)
The past few days of mine have been absolutely swamped by sorry-cant-tell-u matter, that i am probably this close to losing it. But then some small things happened and it brings me back to speed, reminding me to breathe, and to relax, and that everything is going to be all right.
And even without this Hope, everything will be fine. Because on this journey that we're all in together, if it isn't fine, then it isn't over. So throw a handstand. Run around naked. Have faith because it's never too late. Absolutely.
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