I feel a bit like a shaddow of my former self at the moment.

I keep remembering how I used to feel, and tell myself that once this next few months have happened, I'll be able to work towards being like that again.

But for the mean time I have to cope with being a bit shallow and messy.

I know to live each day as if it's the last I'll get, and I do fully appreciate every moment, but I can't help wishing towards the future.

That day when I can again dance with the cosmos without any predetermined steps is what keeps me going.

But I can't always just keep chasing shaddows.
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