Oct 06, 2009 11:20
Moments like these are difficult to say the least. You sit not knowing what to do. You sit not knowing if there is anything to be done. You have to force yourself to concentrate on the elsewhere. It isn't just the walls in your room you must escape; you must also somehow find a way out of the maze that is your mind. Nothing is safety in this pace, not like this.
Tough as it may be, you have to find a way to stand up and move forward. Stand up and look around at the things which lay at your feet, that which resides above your head, and that which surrounds you in ever direction. Somewhere there is a course which will lead to somewhere better, and in that course there is nothing but salvation from these things which lurk among you. Never should we expect the path to be clear for the paths which are always so clear and simple are honey traps laid before us.
I will do all that I possibly can. I will willingly do that which is asked in quiet whispers, silent prayers, and the every deafening silence. Today is one of those days. It is one of the days where I cannot hear anything, and everything seems slanted. My mind cannot focus on what it needs to be directed toward, and my eyes cannot seem to focus on anything in front of me.
Today is tough.