“Laying in bed tonight I was thinking,
and listening to all the dogs,
and the sirens and the shots,
and how the careful man tries to dodge the bullets,
while a happy man takes a walk.
And, maybe it is time to live.”

It is beyond easy to give up and give in to the obstacles and struggles of this life. There are laundry lists and stacks skyscraper high of things that go wrong some days, and so many of them seem insurmountable. It would be easy to let it wash over me, fill my lungs, take my sense of life and laughter away. But, I am not giving in so easy, because even in those moments, and even in the roughest of days, there is beauty.

We slip so easily into the skins of discontent. Sometimes I catch myself, alongside others who I know and care about, pointing fingers at everyone around us. It is far too easy to recognize the weaknesses in others because really, aren’t we all terrified of facing our own?

And, somewhere along the line we learn to be doubtful of the things we want and need, as if admitting that we do have wants and needs somehow makes us less strong. Why do we cheer on those who say they don’t need love? Why does loneliness get often recognized as stoicism, and strength?

Should it not be okay to say you want to love, and be loved back? And to say, yes, this is magic, and rare, and I want this?

I know that I am not getting any younger, but older is nothing that I am scared to be, either. I think I am just settling into knowing what I want, what makes me happy, and that maybe, yes…maybe it’s just time to live.

“Most people are together just so they are not alone. But some people want magic. I think you are one of those people.” ~ Jean Paul Clement, Broken English

P.S. You Rock My World (live) :: Eels

Broken English

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