there's a nagging voice that won't stop ringing in my head, yet for the past 2-3 weeks I decide to remain motionless & continue to carry on as if the repercussions won't send me reeling across the stage.
I received a slap in the face not too long ago, a sort of 'neener-neener' to my success, but we all know envy is an all too easily fanned flame that needs no further oxygen.
If things were ten times easier to deal with, and if I were only more adept to giving a fuck, then maybe this will not resemble such a labyrinthe; a discouraging & impenetrable fortress of what pile I have accumulated over the years.
I've buried myself deep enough, I think it's time to stop, and begin making the trip back up. Down the rabbit hole, and back up again. Thanks Alice.
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P.S.
Happy belated 11 months to Byron and I
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