Been noticing a change. Change in other reactions. Noticing relationships being altered and I am not sure its for the best. This stuff is my own making. Well. . .not all of it. Things could have been done differently. Attitudes can have been assuaged. Little things might have made the difference. Is it too late? Maybe. Will things turn for the best. I don't know.
We'd like to think things would be the same. But this is so far from the truth. We live. We love. We Die. We Cry. We become remorseful. We fill wth regret. We harbor what ifs. We shower in doubt. We crash and bottom out. We pause and think will it forever last. We rest. We cry and then lift up and lie. We feel the weightiness of the world. We close and fall unconscious. We think this sleep is our only solitude. We get up and return. We eat a little. Sleep a little.We take a bite. We close our eyes and breath a little.
We get up. Again and again. We sleep some. eat some. Breathe some more. The heaviness feels lighter as we get stronger. We remember we can go some more. Go some more.Get up some more. Eat and sleep, some more. We breathe and breathe.
Change is not so bad. Our friends and family will go where they need to go. We decide whether to go with them. We decide to go with some and let some go. We go and go until we find where we need to go. At times we get lost but we find our way. We find our way. We find our way. At least I'd like to think so. Maybe its revealed. Maybe its delusion. I realize that it is more important to be creative.
So, we lose because what is worth keep and what is worth letting go. . .It can be the same. we learn to give Love is what worth giving because its what keeps us. What binds us. What holds us all together. So . . .
