In search of perfection and happy endings, how often do we look past the seemingly meaningless yet short abrupt run-ups to exhilarating highs?
I wonder how we survive then, if we keep giving these unknown alleys a miss? We’re so scared of what we will lose that we don’t stop to think of what we will probably experience if we did have the courage to walk into the dark and twisted side of the world.
Caught up in living, we forget about letting go. Being real and feeling, for once, what we really want to feel. It’s not that simple, but then, it wouldn’t be half as fun if it were.
We deserve that piece of heaven. Even if it lasts for a moment.
