I don’t mean to sound so “gloom and doom”, I'd much rather think of myself as living in the reality of my situation. No colored glass and no makeup to gloss over the truth. Now that doesn’t mean I stopped enjoying life. Quite the contrary, it means my eyes are in full grasp the situation and I appreciate what I do have. Sitting here there’s a sugar ant crawling around my fingertips. It seems to be lost or maybe it’s just exploring. Either way it continues to move seeking what it may.
I ask myself does same questions. About life, what I’m doing here, and what is my purpose. But then I wonder if any of that means anything. So I sit still listening to what nature tells me. Feeling the wind, listening to the leaves, and of course the noise of men. What do you suppose I find more comforting? Well, the answer to that lies within your own soul. Well my time is almost done, and I’ll have to go back inside. Back to my white walls, my air conditioner, and my isolation. Be mindful of where you are, don’t let circumstance dictate who you are, and for god sakes listen to your heart.