Looking out at the world, I see buildings, cars and people.
People milling about, living their lives, doing what they do.
They remind me of ants in little colonies, little communities, doing what needs to be done, because it needs to be done.
I’m sure they’re intelligent and cognizant-the ants, I mean.
The people probably are too. But do they stop and think about what that’s for?
Do they understand why and how what they are has anything to do with what they have been called to do.
So what does hardwork really mean?
Working yourself up to the point you can’t breathe?
Well, let’s get back in black…
Never will I ever want to have emotions, thoughts, fears and a sense of frustration for not having my “shit sorted.” I feel a surge of desire to share my thoughts with all of you. I want us to face all of this together. It’s a very uncertain climate. Where some of us end up becoming their own slaves. We live like we’re trying to fit on some pair of shoes. No matter how well something fits we still want to see how we look in somthing else.
Be unappologetically you!
That’s greatness. Just don’t let your foot out of the gass pedal.
Double if you agree!