Life is exhausting.
It just isn’t what you expect it to be.
And there is no way to
prepare yourself for it.
You just have to jump in,
head first, or you get pushed in,
is probably the more accurate reality of it all.
I feel like All of the ideas and preconceptions about everything
have been swept away by the wind and the water,
and what is left over is what life is.
You’re treading water, just to stay alive.
I guess sometimes you could float on your back.
So what do you do?
You can only just focus on the things you can get that you want.
Scrape together those moments of beautiful perfection and nothingness,
and revel in them.