Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
This year, I’m better. But I remember. And it stings still a little bit. But I know I cannot let that hold me back. I want to live without fear. Scars remain, but I’m not afraid. I can’t be afraid. How can one live and prosper with fear? I don’t feel any vengeance either. Everything worked out the way it was meant to. (no cliché) Guard is still there but it doesn’t seem significant anymore. Regardless, barriers can be broken and emotions can seep in through various cracks and veins. What’s the worst that can happen? I feel again. I don’t like the numbness. Pain makes me grow. Love makes me grow. Numbness keeps me at a standstill.
Never was anything great achieved without danger.