I struggle to find the words, struggle to explain how the need to leave this city of paper mache, glitter, and broken glass is all consuming, how years of fleeting moments have been leading to a beautiful collapse where I abandon this kingdom I never wanted, this veil that never suited, and this cat’s cradle I’ve never needed.
I’ve never been so excited to lose everything I’ve struggled to create.
Dirt and blood forever lodged under my fingertips, maybe I should’ve walked away sooner, but what are we as human beings without sacrifice for our ideals?
I was young with a vision in my head of what happiness might be and against odds from sand built these dreams.
Now a little wiser to the ways of bliss I look to the ocean, the peace that travels with us, a love that surpasses inhibitions, and a world of experiences that evolve us.
Carpe Diem.
