Threads Of Invigoration

Sometimes, you gotta jump right in. You have to assess the risk and ultimately embrace it. Go for it. The adrenaline is sweet and welcoming to a tired soul. You may lose, but can you really be more lost than you are right now? Sometimes you have to jump right in and cover your tracks with sweet humility and blushing honesty. Isn’t that what life is about? You don’t always get what you want, but you can try your damnedest. You can adjust your goals, you can release your feelings and exorcise control. Life doesn’t have to be a suffocating hell hole. Control. It is all about control. And risks.
And maybe I’m a little bit crazy, but I’m in a helluva lot better place than I was a year ago. I control my own destiny now. My own feelings. I trust myself to make decisions now. And I know that if I put my mind to something, you’re damn right I’ll win in the end. The greatest success comes from a long line of failures. I’ve failed enough. I want to fly. I want to be free. And now it’s so close, close enough to touch and taste, that I can’t afford to sit back and watch the opportunity float away.
I love the taste of summer melting into fall. It rests on my palm like a child’s touch. There is no greater pleasure than the tickle of the little things, lifting the corners of your mouth just right. A cup of coffee. A lilting phrase. An old song. A random suggestion. Old photos. Summer’s laughter. It seems to fit into your soul like a skeleton key.
Now I just gotta work on that procrastination.
Damn and blast.
Pull your head out of the clouds:
your life is beginning.
Love
amanda.