When I look back I see trial and error with people, places, decisions, and things. I see attempted correction of error and I see making the same mistakes all over again. I see the truth unearthed time after time only to be washed away by a new and enlightening truth."Dear Life, what is it that you want from me? Is this a personal thing?" I said to myself. But by now I've already found the answer to that question.
"Is this personal?" : Yes. It is personal. Its personal in every way you look at it. And why? Simply because of this : The more roads you walk, the more potholes you will encounter. The more cautious you are, the less potholes you trip into. The more potholes you avoid, the faster you can get to where you need to be going. And the faster you get to your destination, the longer you are entitled to happiness. You've heard it said time and again, "life's a bitch." So open your eyes, and push that bitch aside and live the way YOU want to live.
The truth is supposedly leveled on a fulcrum of happiness or self-satisfaction. If you believe this theory then stop by your local trophy shop to have a personalized "Most Selfish Person Of The Year" award made. First off... life most certainly about survival. But on a larger scale, who wants to try to survive in a world where no one cares about anyone elses survival. Think outside your crowded and overwhelming life to admire your neighbor's attempts at survival and help them if at all needed.
Truth is about finding the most comfortable place to be. Where is your heart? At what point do you want to burst out with joy? Wherever that place might be... stay there. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking... you will. Over time everyone falls in and out of situations, love, and habitats. But over time you will also find something long term and quite possibly permanent. Watch your footing. Watch where you leave your heart... it just might get trampled.
Today I rediscovered truth. Today I found a more content sensation than I have ever felt. Today I woke up, put on lounge attire, turned on the tv, and blocked everything else out but one thing. One thing that never seems to slip my mind. I belong somewhere... and no matter who or what happens to me, I will still be in the comfortable place that I am in. Love.
-Quixotic-