another day, and a tough night,
and the traffic has picked up on Route 25, and I'm sorry for yesterday, angry words, and all I want is for us to healand I need to dig deep into my soul
how to deal with hurt without inflicting hurt? that is the question and if I had the answer, I would not be writing this today is it okay to say I don't know, in this world that demands certainty?
I am not a paragon, I am not a guru, I am not a king I am struggling to live out my values, day by day sometimes I fail sometimes I succeed when I fail I catch myself saying "I hate myself" and that's the truth
lately the creative ideas have been pouring out of me, I think because my dreams have risen to consciousness they are like a key that unlocks a door in a way I don't really understand but it happens
I'm not going to tell you how to live because sometimes I don't know how to live and that's the truth, too my dream was about a boarding school where I should not be working because it depresses me
how many jobs have I taken over the years that were just not right for me? just pushing on ahead, without forethought, traveling from state to state seeking a paycheck, but not staying true to me
so many failures I don't even want to think about but maybe I have learned maybe I finally understand the dream and maybe I will exercise forethought next time maybe I have changed