I am trying to enjoy the moments and not let the fear and anxiety of what could happen in the future fuck up what is happening now. Right now, I am feeling fine. So feeling the light is easy. Requires no effort, comes and goes like breathing. I am still scarred. Right now, enjoying the moment is as simple as focusing on the moment. At any undetermined time it will change. No amount of focus, meditation, or positive experiences will grant me access to the yellow brick road of joy when it closes. What, how? I don’t fucking know. It is open now. So I am walking through.
I feel the love in my veins. So much it makes my checks turn red. I can not take all of the credit. Some days, I could be gifted the world and I still would not be able to feel an ounce of joy. Today…today though. Fireworks. And I LOVE fireworks.
I HATE: America, nationalism, division, democrats, republicans, red, white, AND BLUE, tradition, expectations, capitalism, THE POLICE, all “isms,” ego, and fear…and god damn it I love fireworks. Much like how I love puppies (who immediately melt me into a stranger trusting, high pitched baby talking, promiscuous flirty McFlirterson).
I LOVE: unconditional love, freedom, sunrises and sunsets, learning and laughing, family and friends, you and me.
Acuna matta baby
ALways ONE never ALONE 