by Mister Promo | January 30, 2016
I woke up today not thinking that this is the first day of the rest of my life, but instead, I awoke believing that this was the first day leading to the end of my life. What do we really know of the ending of time other than what is read in books or watched in films? Not too much, some of us are fearful while others are fully prepared. Some days I am ready while other days I am scared as hell.
I haven't completed nearly as much as I intend. I've only began sailing toward the horizon just last year. I pray to obtain at least nine more voyages. I'll get there.
This can't be real. What I'm feeling is all in my head. Mind over matter, mind over matter. I have to remember that. It's all in my head. I'm perfectly fine. Well, maybe not perfect. But I am fine. I should probably talk to someone about this other than expressing it in a blog.
Month one is over. Month two is twenty-six and a half hours away. Where will you be by then? Will you be apart of this world or will you begin to reside in another? I guess only time will tell.
There are times where I feel like giving up. Then I think of you and I remember what this is all for.
I dislike using the word can't, however, this is my only exception. I can't let go, I must hold tight to my dream, my vision, my purpose. Before this all goes away I must succeed.
I woke up today not thinking that this is the first day of the rest of my life, but instead, I awoke believing that this was the first day leading to the end of my life. What do we really know of the ending of time other than what is read in books or watched in films? Not too much, some of us are fearful while others are fully prepared. Some days I am ready while other days I am scared as hell.
I haven't completed nearly as much as I intend. I've only began sailing toward the horizon just last year. I pray to obtain at least nine more voyages. I'll get there.
This can't be real. What I'm feeling is all in my head. Mind over matter, mind over matter. I have to remember that. It's all in my head. I'm perfectly fine. Well, maybe not perfect. But I am fine. I should probably talk to someone about this other than expressing it in a blog.
Month one is over. Month two is twenty-six and a half hours away. Where will you be by then? Will you be apart of this world or will you begin to reside in another? I guess only time will tell.
There are times where I feel like giving up. Then I think of you and I remember what this is all for.
I dislike using the word can't, however, this is my only exception. I can't let go, I must hold tight to my dream, my vision, my purpose. Before this all goes away I must succeed.
