I tend to get lost in my own existence. Time doesn't move in my brain. In my brain I'm living in the past. I need to stop that. I can't bring those times back. I can't.
Time goes on. Life goes on. I'm just jogging to keep up.
I'm frustrated by life. Everything around me. But then I realize.
Life is beautiful. And although life continues to march on, I should stop trying to catch it. I should step outside of myself and enjoy it. Go for long walks. Sing until my lungs give out. Smile.
Because that's what life is about.
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