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The more I live, the more I see of existence, the more I realize how
sadly joyous
it all is.
I have a friend who's falling apart.
I have a friend who's surviving.
I have a friend who's opening himself again.
I have a friend who's trying to make a life for himself.
I have a friend who's seeing the world in a new light...
And I'm doing all of that at once.
Seeing myself as a five dimensional human is hard.
We're all trying to be okay, aren't we?
We just don't know how the fuck to get there. Oh, we think we do - I need this, I want that, I need this person to do that, I have to accomplish this...
Do we ever get to be okay?
Maybe that's what heaven is.
sadly joyous
it all is.
I have a friend who's falling apart.
I have a friend who's surviving.
I have a friend who's opening himself again.
I have a friend who's trying to make a life for himself.
I have a friend who's seeing the world in a new light...
And I'm doing all of that at once.
Seeing myself as a five dimensional human is hard.
We're all trying to be okay, aren't we?
We just don't know how the fuck to get there. Oh, we think we do - I need this, I want that, I need this person to do that, I have to accomplish this...
Do we ever get to be okay?
Maybe that's what heaven is.