I was thinking today - Life is about finding beauty in the cracks, when they start to sprawl across your windscreen and it’s getting hard to see through. When you feel like you’ve lost that spark that made you who you thought you were, you’ve got to find some sticks somewhere in the debris and light a little fire. I need some danger, I need some compassion, I need some change.
When did I become so bitter?
When did I start to find it hard to love everybody?
I wonder whether I’m awake, or asleep to reality.
I’m finding it harder and harder to accept the society we are a part of, and how it has influenced me. A part of me is wanting to wreck havoc, aching to scream and shout and rock the boat.
I yearn for the peace of mind I once felt and the compassion for the general people I have built myself upon. I know it’s still a part of me, I just need to take a step back and rebuild. Brick by heavy brick.
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Random personal shit.
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Someone told me to have a backup plan - outside of my career's industry - in case I don't make it. That is the absolute worse advice to give anyone. If you make a backup plan, that doesn't make you smart. That makes you safe. Successful people are never safe.
