life is the never ending topic, a constant song - remade, re-sung, re-writen.. but only heard by mine. Living is and was never easy for some, and in the end the only one person accountable for mine is.. me.
today is still, and the outside of things is messy, frigid and uncontrolled. an old school associate/friend passed last sunday, and the burial; yesterday. crazy times it iz. with days like now i cant help but refer emotions, pain, suffering, empathy and sympathy felt - toward my own. i guess it is only in times like these, that a sudden spark of realisation hits - the importance of relationships, time spent on what we should be doing, - and what we shouldnt. the harsh awakening when someones door is closed.
thoughts..
there's always consequences to every action placed, i guess @ times we must be careful to smell the roses - but not to the point of complacency, moving forward and continually growing - but not to the point where we're simply too far ahead that all that is there behind us, is ourselves...
through loss, theres pain and suffering; tears and heartache. - unanswered questions, unanswered answers....
Today is still, and the outside of things is messy, frigid and uncontrolled. but in these very seconds, minutes, hours - im greatfully thankful. for lifes struggles, trials and tribulations - the continuum of ups and downs, - cos they testify to the fact that im still here... living!
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