"so I walk like I'm on a mission
cuz that's the way I groove
I got more and more to do
I got less and less to prove
it took me too long to realize
that I don't take good pictures
cuz I have the kind of beauty
that moves"
I know that I am my own worst enemy, my own harshest critic. I constantly fall short of my own expectations, and if I can't even meet them how is anyone else supposed too? Im working on keeping positive, even when everything feels like shit. Im working on keeping a neutral stand point on situations I have no control over. Im working on laughing even when I'm not happy - and not taking life too seriously, because after all 'none of us are getting out alive'. I just have to keep reminding myself, it's all perspective, and patience is a virtue. Stop. Breathe. Smell the roses. It's almost spring, I can smell it, feel it coursing through my veins. Mother nature is waking up, I'm eager to say hello.
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