There’s the corporate ladder climb. There are bills to be paid. There are friends who probably are not. Then there’s the weather to worry about.
So much is going on, I think I’m about to go crazy. However, I have to hold on.
When life gets to be this tough, I wonder why I ever dreamed of growing up. I wonder why I was so excited about packing my things up and tackling things all alone.
But at long last the night has come and I can finally slow down and take the deepest of deep breaths.
It’s so nice to sit still in this quiet. No worries, no fears. I, at last, can be empty.