Every day. Every single day

The more I do this, the more I realize I don’t want it to go this way. There is this “ah-ha” moment when I realize that if I keep going along I will be SETTLING.

And I’m not saying that I am looking for perfection, god no. But I don’t want something so far off that I can’t even breathe. You arrogant jerk, no, you cannot have everything in your life.

One after another, my apathy is growing. Did I do this to myself? What have I done?

Nameless One, you have done this to me.

They say that once you stop looking love finds you. How much do I believe that?