i have *** on days i don't want to
i smoke **** on days i don't want to
i drink on days i don't want to
but i also live on days i don't want to

stars do align
all in due time

i feel like a crockpot manifesting something delicious. fruits of labour are a slow cooked dish.

i'm your muse?
i'm yours to use.
i was your muse,
now i'm just yours to lose.

i was told the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over while expecting a different result.

humans are creatures of pattern, of routine, if you would.

i was told practice makes perfect. practice requires repetition.

i feel like i'm currently stuck in a rut. i feel like i'm spinning my tires and going nowhere, gaining no traction.

i believe i'm doing the right thing on a daily basis. i'm practicing positive thinking on a daily basis in hopes that i will gain a positive outlook.

maybe it's insane to practice everyday.

i told myself i would appreciate the rainy days
i told myself if each day was without clouds i would no longer appreciate the sun
just because i can appreciate the overcast doesn't mean i won't still long for a clear sky

what's your basis that you judge me on?
who i am, what i do?
how do you read me, how do you gauge me?
where i've been, what i've done?
or is it what i might become?