There are nights
where the dark sky hugs the constellations and I sense displacement
in my own being. Each burning star embraced in the depths of
a slumbering blanket of universe, content with their own
brightness. There is no competition. They are there. Each, one
amongst trillions.
Life is so much
more and so much less than a competition. You have developed, I have
developed, into the people we are, the people who we spend every
waking moment with in our heads.There is no need to compete with
others, as they are them, and you are you. We are all different. And
you are perfectly good as is.
xx
currently listening to: if i had a boat- james vincent mcmorrow
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