This is the year of the search party
The year we stop looking for the answers
The year our inner commotion
Winds down to a clockwork steady
The year where everything is okay
Because it is
Because you are not your lame job
And you are not your last semester
And you are not your bills piling up
You are the moment your lungs erupt
A steady stream of your own breath
Taste it like biting cold
Or cigarettes
Feel it like a mudslide on your own skin
Let it go
Let it go like the millions of choices you can make today
Let every choice you have ever made fall away
So that you may take a moment to be satisfied right now
Assume you had no other options
And because you had no other options
Where you are is where you were meant to be
This is the year made easy
The year the search party found the answers
And hand delivered you note
The year you are a nuclear reactor
Every time you stand still
Feel the hum of your breath
As it fills up your chest
And you get so hot
The snow bending your branches melts away
The year you do not still yourself because of your anchors
You still yourself to watch them fall away
This is the year you make peace with the past
Be in the moment
Make this the year of forgiveness
And the year of less stress
The year you shake hands with your vices
The year of really good ***
The year the search party stopped
And you walked away
Dropped all your gear
Because what you found was a mirror
And it felt like you saw yourself for the first time
Because you did
Because there are no answers
Because every choice you have ever made brought you here
And right here is where you were meant to be
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 5:21 AM UTC
This is the year of the search party
The year we stop looking for the answers
The year our inner commotion
Winds down to a clockwork steady
The year where everything is okay
Because it is
Because you are not your lame job
And you are not your last semester
And you are not your bills piling up
You are the moment your lungs erupt
A steady stream of your own breath
Taste it like biting cold
Or cigarettes
Feel it like a mudslide on your own skin
Let it go
Let it go like the millions of choices you can make today
Let every choice you have ever made fall away
So that you may take a moment to be satisfied right now
Assume you had no other options
And because you had no other options
Where you are is where you were meant to be
This is the year made easy
The year the search party found the answers
And hand delivered you note
The year you are a nuclear reactor
Every time you stand still
Feel the hum of your breath
As it fills up your chest
And you get so hot
The snow bending your branches melts away
The year you do not still yourself because of your anchors
You still yourself to watch them fall away
This is the year you make peace with the past
Be in the moment
Make this the year of forgiveness
And the year of less stress
The year you shake hands with your vices
The year of really good ***
The year the search party stopped
And you walked away
Dropped all your gear
Because what you found was a mirror
And it felt like you saw yourself for the first time
Because you did
Because there are no answers
Because every choice you have ever made brought you here
And right here is where you were meant to be
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