sometimes i feel like so much has been stripped from me, taken from me without my consent, that i cannot afford to compromise anymore. change comes and i stand my ground even when sometimes it would be best if i retreated to higher ground. there are times, of course, where standing firm is exactly what is needed, but it is my default action.
i realize most of my time, the time in my head, not necessarily the time i am occupying in this world, is spent searching for a sort of peace. i don't know what it looks like, so i'm not sure i know what i'm looking for. if i ever knew it, it's been so long that i have forgotten its features.
ghost
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