I lived my own renditions of these stories molding my interests and desires into existence on a small patch of grass neighboring the edge of a vast and endless valley tipped at the edge of a forest; inviting yet scary.
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Conversations with myself.
Me: Acceptance and reflection, this a space of nothing, but it is mine to understand. I do not fear myself. I fear not recognizing the way I exist. Time is one thing on my side and in this, I know how to remember. I know how to accept and I am learning how to reflect.
The Green Knight
It's a tale of man seeking to find himself, and upon undertaking this journey he discovers what it means to live along the way.
Misty Morning.
We forget in that moment, That we are strangers, Walking alongside each other; Echoes of a past, On a cold misty morning.
Use time or be used by time.
I just think we as people both young and old need to view time differently and not indifferently.
Scratching electricity
I guess I just want others to know that I don't need you to understand sometimes. Sometimes I just need to feel. And even though I can be hard to be around sometimes, I'm still there with you.
Finding time
As if living has now finished and the prime of your life has blossomed, ignited, burned and slowly withered, wilting away into the sunset of life.
Awareness
But I think it's okay for me to say, 'I'm not fine, but I'm getting to a point where I know I will be fine soon.'
The Long Game
It shows how we as people live for stories.
Perspective
'But it could be worse. We could be... alive.'
Milkshake Thoughts 