There's good days, and there's bad days. There are many days when I wish it was how it was back then and there are some days when I remember to appreciate all the big and small things in my life. I've realised that as slow as it may seem that I move, I think I live a fast paced life. In such a way that my phases of life seem to move pretty quickly. I moved from childhood to adolescence quite swiftly, sailed subtlely into my rebellious late teenage years and ever-so-quickly into a passive-agressive placid lifestyle. I can hate everything and love everything the same way. I can want it all and not at all, simultaneously. I can complain until worlds' end and I can judge others for complaining. I feel like I can do whatever I please because inhibitions are for losers. Restraint is too hard for this life. But then I breathe...
And it's not so hard. Trying moves me further to him. Helping myself can help others. Exercise is good for me. Consistency is difficult, but I can try. And heck, if I can't run, I'll just walk. Just keep on moving :)
L
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