Sunday, May 21, 2017

Living a Life From A New Perspective

As my friends and I were driving home from La Union, one thing struck me - we're all really just little children, making our way through the world. Don't get me wrong, we had an average age of 33.5 amongst the 6 of us, and so no - no one was "young". But, looking across each one in the car, and hearing all of our stories, we're all just trying to get through the next day, and the day after that. All the jobs or the stuff we own is just there to mask what we've been all trying to hide - that we're scared shitless and we don't really know what we're doing.

I guess I find comfort in the fact that I'm not the only one feeling that way.

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