Captured here are the rare moments of brilliance that find their way to my blog.
Humans are meant to struggle. We’re meant to face challenges; it’s how we grow. Interesting how, even though challenges are so important to the happiness of many, we often avoid them in this world. If we want, we can huddle in our home, work remotely, buy groceries off the internet and never step outside. We can be perfectly safe, but does that allow us to be free?
Life is many things, but it all comes down to our ability to make a difference and leave our imprint on this world. Whether that mark is transcribed in a blog or in the hearts of those who happen to encounter us, that is the purpose that moves us forward.
Not only do I hate pretending to be something I’m not, I hate the idea that anyone else would feel they need to hide.
What made me realize the pointlessness of perfection was the utter sadness that would follow.
It starts with the morning, lubricated by caffeine and given form with pen and paper.
Step one in my plan for world domination: create a facade of innocence.
It’s never too early to do things, but it can often be too late to do things.