Winding, twirling, entwined in all manner of hope, betrayal, fogginess and slithers of truth.
What is real?
Up and down the stairs I trudge; at times light footed and in an instant a weight appears. How can this keep happening?
Accept it. This is your lot; something good will come to you.
Focus.
There is good in abundance. Treasure it and hold it close. Make the most of opportunities at your feet and be wise with your time. Enjoy those you spend it with.
Above all else, remain the person you are and build on that.