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You can’t stop letting the rain get to you; you are tired. You feel 30 when you are 22. Life is caving in, but a few caves had to fall to build volcanoes’ molten middle. You are 7,000 years of repression. The world will hear your thoughts all at once in all it’s might.
And when life gives you lemons, plant a tree, baby. No one ever made changes without passing lessons on. Sow your trials into the ground and you won’t just find your roots - you will make them.
If you happen to get up on the wrong side of the bed, give a small whisper of thanks for being able to get up at all today. Remember the universe is vast, remember we are all finite. You will breathe with less entitlement.
And if you get the ax, consider yourself free, child. You are fuel. You are flammable, baby. Without you there is no fire during winters and fall.
If it so happens that you bite the bullet, remember you are not a target. You are a weapon. They have armed you. Aim and fire.
And don’t believe them, darling. You are never at the end of your rope. Life is not series of mass hangings but be careful who you choose into your life. Either they make a noose or attach a booey.
The more you travel, the more you lose sight of who you are. People always say travel will help you “discover yourself” or redefine who you are- I think what travel really does is just let you get over defining yourself altogether.
You’re in a flux, constantly changing and evolving. After a while, you lose track and don’t even know if you miss your friends back home or you love the idea of missing them so much that you’re inducing sadness upon yourself. The constant change brings uncertainty in your life, which consequently brings growth, open-ness and willingness.
Travel will help you lose sight of who you are. And that’s a definitely a good thing.