The intricacies of the present are daunting, yet uncontrollable in my mind. It’s to the point where I’m unable to compartmentalize the wrong from the right, all a blur at this point. I try to rationalize my life, predict the unknown, plan for what’s in sight, yet impossible all at the same time. It’s a viscous cycle confined by responsibility; can lead to mendacity and overall superficiality. The mind needs limits to avoid anarchy but the constriction is mayhem in and of itself. How do you find that balance between freedom and convention? Where is that fine line between too much and too little?
Maybe, just maybe, it’ll all come to me if I just let things be…
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3 comments:
maybe you are trying too hard.
It's been known to happen once or twice...
Just let things be and it'll all come together. It usually does.
I don't think this is about trying or the lack there of...
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