The interlude

We’re all fighting for something. Searching, for something. Whether it’s purpose, or the will to live, love, happiness. We are all trying to fight our biggest battles with no end goal in mind. Trying to paint the perfect picture for things that will best serve us. But, it gets hard sometimes. I often struggle with finding the light within the storm, The calm. The biggest factor for my being is this breath. No love. No loss. Just me. So when the stars align, And I’m chasing the footprints back to me, Remember what this felt like What this peace, feels like Tastes like And remember, To bask in it.

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