The Way Out of The Forest is Through.
It’s always beautiful to be able to look back at these words in a few months, or even years, and see how far we’ve come, and how much we have accomplished, and how we’ve completely changed from who we were at the time of writing.
I think writing is the ultimate time traveling device ( and solo therapy session). Thank you for freezing your thoughts on this digital canopy.
From one messed up personality to another, I can comfortably tell you that it gets better. Then it gets worse. Then it gets better. Then you realize that time, life, love, money, work, existence, it’s all in your head — meaning you’re really the one in charge and it takes work, not just hard work, to trick your mind into patterns that eventually end-up being your daily habits.
Life is not fair. But it is also beautiful.
People suck terribly, then there are amazing people who bless your existence with a divine light.
One day is dark, and another is summer’s brilliant hue flowing through your skin like a piece of living gratitude.
I wish you the best, today and forever. May you find more happiness, may you continue to seek gratitude in the smallest things, and may you work hard towards the things you love, and the things that give you life.
I believe in you.
Your friend from miles away,