Fools wait for a lucky day but every day is a lucky day for an industrious man
have had a sinus infection for over 2 weeks now.
individual nature continues to go in the direction it always has. the position i find myself standing in often reflects the position one which i have been facing before.
the onset of worry is sometimes like the blanket i use to keep my body warm while i sleep.
the business of selling myself has developed a ritualistic and spiral flavor.
i lost touch with my sense of kindness recently as i felt hurt by indifference.
i feel vindicated as i take refuge in a shelter from the elements, but this break from my path has cost time.
what good is a win if it takes a toll in serenity?
as the earth moves on, so must we.
forgiveness rarely keeps us stuck.