Where is your game? Everyone has one, everyone knows it. Testing is made possible thanks to society and it’s flaws. They’re everywhere, they’re obvious, it’s so easy to settle for less when you haven’t learned how to weed out the bad ones. I’ve learned, I’ve lived, and at one point in the past year I have seen what I’ve needed to see to know myself. It is enlightening, and I never thought I would see the day where I knew what I wanted so plain and simply.
It was a shot too many, it was a blacked out drunken night, it was a hungover morning, it was the inside of a toilet bowl, the angry words of the one that should have cared, and the visit from someone that shouldn’t have cared but did, that strapped me into the vehicle of life right before I went cruizing off into an unknown place where I would eventually fly through the windshield to my death when that vehicle realized it was going the wrong direction. All hypothetically that is.
I could not be more grateful, more hopeful, more optimistic than I have been in the past few weeks. I do not regret anything, I feel thankful for what I’ve been through in the past year because it led me to the realization that I went through recently.
