Relax. And take a deep breath now.
Wake up in the morning. Prepare breakfast. Dress kids for school. Prepare self for work. Go to work. Eat staff lunch at the cafeteria. Drink the same beverage. Return to work. Go home. Kiss the kids. Teach them school work. Prepare dinner. Open door for husband. Eat dinner. Prepare for sleep. Go to sleep.
That is a wonderful life. Yes, it is. And I know you would give it all for a life like that. Me too, just so you know. But is this what you really want? Don’t you want conversations?
Of the past. Of the things that took place before. Of the mistakes you made. Of the consequences that lie therein. Of the lessons you learned. Of the unavoidable regrets. Of the people. Of the lovely people you met. Of the people you took the time to love. Of the people who hurt you but you loved nonetheless. Of places you’ve been to. Of places far, faraway that you braved. Of places right around the corner from your house that you braved. Of things. Of things that will never happen again.
Hey you, don’t sleep. Wake up from that slumber. Plan but live not for the plans. Hide away. Be embarrassed. Be hurt. Don’t follow the rules. Don’t fret over the crooked, imperfect lines that you wrote over your life. Make guiltless mistakes. And regret them in the after. Learn as much as you can. And then pick up the pieces. And live. Memorize your limits, by heart, you need to. But, for heaven’s sake, live.
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