No I am not But I hope I can craft a world of pure positivity around purposeful corners of each turning page of my perhaps pointless life.
It seems as though computerized cynics control the contentious world contemplating ways to make us all feel the same situations in which we attack each other and blame
Instead of all of this I am fixing the car once again again asking what am I doing don’t know if I’m doing anything at all and that’s okay now
My blood is still flowing and my breathing still intact Instincts and intuition still alive and my emotional intelligence is blooming but I’m on the up&up on my constant wave of peace and love
Not trying to hurt anyone Just trying to get by but I’m not much of anything and that’s okay and that’s okay.
At the very least I know I’m on the up&up flying high always flying high
blood still flowing close my mind for awhile and realize I’m still here And that’s what matters