Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Could someone please tell me what I was made to do. so I can do it.
Experience everything. Everything. Without judgement. Be extatic, crushed... succeed and fail miserably. The whole point is to be here for it all. It doesn't matter what you do, so long as you are doing it fully.
When I was little I used to sit on a log at the end of my driveway and tell myself stories until my dad came home from work. I'm attempting to get to that point again.
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yay! You're on here... How the hell do I follow you???
Experience everything. Everything.
Without judgement. Be extatic, crushed... succeed and fail miserably. The whole point is to be here for it all. It doesn't matter what you do, so long as you are doing it fully.
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