Build or break

As we build our walls, laying brick by boring brick, we contemplate leaving doors, windows, even just a peephole, to remember how the outside seems to be.

To leave that leeway is to allow entrance to within. To even care about what's outside, it suggests that though the candle inside of our hearts may be flickering, but it's not out yet. As social creatures we yearn everyday to keep the warmth in our hearts. As me, I wonder every day what to measure my life by: accomplishments, or love?

We could all be quick to jump to judgment, and essentially I know life needs no measure. But when dilemmas are placed in your life, often we, or maybe just I, wish there was an easier way to rationally decide. 

I could build my wall to climb, or break my walls to reach. Either way, I risk losing some bit of myself. 

Breathless

Really tired right now. The past days I've been burying myself in work, seeking relaxation in small doses of joy now and then. But I can't sleep right now. Had a relaxed Saturday night for the first time in a long while, but as I lay in bed, trying to solely concentrate on breathing evenly, I couldn't.

Why are people so damned complicated? We should all have a "let it be, let's be happy" attitude in social relationships. Let go of grudges and stubborn opinions. Embrace differences and enjoy understanding.

It's not easy, but it certainly isn't any more difficult then being upset about shit all the time. No big deal, man.