Beat on a wall long enough and your fingers become ******
So what do you do in this situation?
I ran, I ran to somewhere that appeared nice but was fueled with only greed
I ran into a few of those places
What do you do then??
They tell me to keep pushing, to keep going
So I did, but instead of bloodying my knuckles more in hopes to break a concrete wall, maybe there's another way.
Surely, if I keep going, I'll find a place to plant my roots
They can't all be failures, right???
Right???
Aug 3, 2025
Aug 3, 2025 at 2:53 PM UTC
Beat on a wall long enough and your fingers become ******
So what do you do in this situation?
I ran, I ran to somewhere that appeared nice but was fueled with only greed
I ran into a few of those places
What do you do then??
They tell me to keep pushing, to keep going
So I did, but instead of bloodying my knuckles more in hopes to break a concrete wall, maybe there's another way.
Surely, if I keep going, I'll find a place to plant my roots
They can't all be failures, right???
Right???
Decided to write about my current personal journey this time around and some thoughts on the matter as I attempt to find a place to call home.
People say it'll work out, but at the same time, until it actually does, there's always that worry about being an exception or not finding that spot where it works out
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