I want to start writing more in this mood, you know, feeling good. Today, I was a little worried that I wouldn't have anything to interest me in my thoughts today, but I found I can even think of me happy. Like why I feel like I can't be productive if there isn't some distant thorn disturbing my mind. What can be added to a satisfied world?
Not that this world is satisfied at all... Just, for one who has nothing to worry about, the only thing left to do is live, and maintain. And I don't ever want to be there- while the world is falling down around me- the only satisfaction I could have is when I'm completely ignoring the chaos around me.
Not that I don't try to do that... Sometimes
It's just when the chaos enters me that I seem to care most, that's what seems to get my thinking cap on and helps me get my legs going.
We can't hide from it is all I'm saying, pain is a neighbor constantly knocking at your door. And the pain is only in not letting it in. Not accepting that even the most negative emotions are still a part of you, how can you be complete without them?
Let them in, right? Lest they just be the rabid dogs that are left outside to devour the world. Let them in. They're your demons, not to indulge in, but to bear alone. The fullness of accepting that your heart holds what it holds, well, I hope I can say it's healthy.
