Colour the dusk, deep navy blue And try to be brave, 'Cause I'll be right beside you. There's a world so high. Hold out your hands And you can go anywhere, So reach for the stars, 'Cause I'll be waiting up there, And you can finally fly, 'Cause you'll be lighter than air.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Where Do We Go From Here?
"A billion emotions are buzzing in and around my mind like a psychiatric beehive institution, a crawling traffic jam of bedlam and chaos. Except these thoughts aren’t cute fuzzy little bumblebees with wooly mittens and happy faces, these are awkward, disoriented hornets that aren’t sure where to go or how to get there. It’s an unsettling feeling and sometimes I’m just a lightheaded worker bee who can’t find a place to land. Everything is spinning and my heart beats twice as fast as it should, making tonight an emotional triathlon of which I’m underprepared and totally undertrained for. I’m not entirely sure what’s happening and I don’t believe I could stop this race if I wanted to. My two-stroke heart is pumping double-time and I’m running faster than my legs can carry me, but the scary thing is that I’m not sure where the finish line lies, or if I’m even pointed in the right direction. What do I do? Where do we go from here? Everything is split down the middle and I need more wisdom than I thought. I don’t recall speaking or listening, I just remember feeling, processing, sensing, experiencing, living deeply, breathing it all in." ~ Adam Young
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