The blood in my head is pushes for the outer edge of my cranium as I go around all the turns. It makes my skull pound for a second and then it equalizes. Everything is fine once again. I'm glad to escape.
Why are so many people ambivalent? Look how it was once dormant and dead but now it slowly creeps back to thrive in the warm sun. I feel sad sometimes that my enthusiasm sinks into the trees and leaves. The happy laughter echoes of the rocks but nobody hears the timbre.
I sprawled out on the smooth sun bathed rocks and shut my eyes. The water slowed my heart down a few beats more than expected. What really goes beyond this blissful simplicity?
I think I might know. Just maybe.
Then again I could be wrong. Some are waiting or hoping to catch something that has already passed.
So many aimless endeavors. Who am I say my aims are more worthy or noble?
If you climb yourself into a valley, you always have to climb your way out.
Each day races past. There is time well spent. There is a future where you will languish thinking about what you didn't let pass.
There is far too much the human heart cannot withstand or understand. We let our insides grow darker and darker.
All things in life fill me with sorrow.
No matter the position of my heart, I can't do anything but look up and wait for tomorrow.