What is your ‘it’?
I don’t do it for the fuck of it, or be like anyone else. I don’t do it to feel dissipated, debilitated, or lost. I do it to feel found, to feel whole, to feel merit in my otherwise worthless life. Its what keeps me flying when everything is falling to the ground like damp cloths.
When the world is crumbling around me and my life just seem like a waist. When the deep dark parts of my mind start to devour and digest the bits of me that are bright. When I’m stuck looking back and pretending, thats when it’s there, thats when it walks in the door like a good mate when you really need them. It is why I’m alive and the reason I move forward. It keeps me thinking and planing, dreaming and believing. It’s always ahead of me, never in the past. I can’t look back on it, I can only try to image what is to come and prepare for it the best I can.
Right now you should think ‘it’ is hope, and thats not wrong. It might be for you, but for me, ‘it’ is two things; heart wrenching love and marijuana. (I hate to say pot but for the overall point I’m making and in keeping truthful, it’s true.) What keeps you going, makes you feel alive, what is your ‘it’?
Please answer, I truly care, and I am interested to know. Thank you for reading.
