I've been seeking for a place of merit. A kind of place that is fulfilling for the body and soul. Somewhere that'll benefit everything that I have been working on. No such thing exist I'm assuming since quenching one's thirst for success is almost an impossibility. We are mere humans that always strive for growth and expansion, to be better. Whether you admit it or not, fulfillment is daunting. Evolving is living.
Staying stagnant is not at all fun in any way shape or form. Calm waters maybe soothing but I seek chaos in peace, movement in stillness. I find myself destructive. Like a child destroying a city built with Lego blocks stomping away as if he is the destroyer of worlds. Barefoot? I think not. There will always be a layer of cushioning to soften the pain. I am not at all heartless. Unless it's bashing metaphoric cities with no further consequences.
A day spent like this, with her, brought calmness to life. The quiet I protest, the peace I neglect. The stillness I avoided oozes from her mere presence. Still I fight from all this but weakened by her laughter and the glint on her eyes as she pierces your principles. She wins. She always wins…
I stood no chance.