“I remember when,
I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space…”
they could be single and not have a lot of money,
but they are content with what they have and because of that,
they tend to get more abundance.
it is almost magical how good things just happen to them.
whenever stress or drama happens in their lives,
they handle it with such grace and strength.
you want to be this person.
i’m starting to think,
and i could be wrong,
but that person probably came to the point of realization in their lives.
their breaking point.
its that place when we finally decide to say “fuck this”.
its where you have gone through an experience,
or enough experiences,
to realize your worth and live only for self.
you don’t care what anyone else thinks anymore.
“i’m rubber you’re glue,
whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you!”
its all about you and only you.
i’ve always admired that person.
i was sitting at my desk today,
looking at myself and the people around me,
and i came to a very shocking realization.
i have not reached my “breaking point” yet at this job.
i had to ask myself once i let go the fear of being unemployed,
and the road to getting paid from my career opens up,
will i reach my breaking point then?
or do i need to be treated like shit summo to “get it”?
maybe that’s a good thing?
there is a huge side of me that wants to go in my bosses office,
pull my pants down,
and tell her where she can plant her fat lips.
aint shit friends
same sex/opposite sex relations
life and all its bullshit
this “life” and all its bullshit…
some of us aren’t ready to leave our old selves behind just yet.
we need a few more “bad situations” to finally get it together.
i often wonder when that happens,
will it be too late?
or will the experiences of life bring us to our breaking point?
at the first sign of bullshit,
should we just get up and go?
or do we stay and learn the lessons to help us grow?
so that fox who is getting abused every night,
that wolf who is tired of being broke,
or that vixen who throws up every time she eats…
i had to ask…
When is enough simply enough?