For once, I feel alive.
My hands are exploding with just every synonym of joy you can think of.
I trembled, because of my nervous fear (such is customary when confronted with the unknown). My heart is ablaze and I am not quelling the fire. I've spent a lot of time lately, enjoying everything life/the world has to offer.
You know how life is always hectic, akin to the pace of a coke addicts' heartbeat? Yeah, well
Stop.
Take a breath. Enjoy life, and the beauty of it. Life in itself is beautiful. Stop the constant perpetual motion of the machine of a bullshit life, and let the beauty consume you.
I've been doing it, and it's nice, enjoying simple pleasures like laying in the grass and getting lost in the clouds. Or going out in the rain. Cold rain hitting skin and pavement is a beautiful symphony.
Enjoy it.
You have time to rest when you get fitted for a coffin. Just escape but, escape into reality.
Are there rules against having fun? I'm happy, I'm full of happiness, and I apologize for nothing. People see how I act, and as such I'm labeled "weird", "faggy", and the best, "creepy".
I operate on desire. I mean well but nonetheless get painted into a corner as a creep.
Curse my bleeding heart and my pursuit of fulfillment.
All I want, and continue to strive for is happiness.
I will never lose my grasp.
I will never falter.
I will never lose my sense of purpose.
Journey on...
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