My moods are changing. I can feel a stir of energy beginning in the root of my spirit. I have been moving slow towards my maturation as a way to stave off the imminent future , clutching onto my fleeting youth. I pay taxes, I have bills, I have to fix my floors. It will not be any fun if I continue to run away from it. I have to treat it like a body of water and just jump in. Of course, I have to doggy paddle, first. It is work but what isn't and what doesn't hurt?
Whatever it is, it couldn't possibly be worth my time.
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