Some days I will to levitate,
But I appreciate my wisdom,
My experiences opens pockets,
I never knew were options to act on,
Every compliment is a contract,
Every praise is a debt,
They say “You got this man”
While piling more “this” on top,
Overflowing,
Sometimes success,
Feels like a trap,
Built out of good intentions,
You just can take back,
What was already created.
“Everyone thinks I’m okay, but…”
I am really just me, I found a method to the madness of the world, and I chose me. I figured out my needs, wants and cravings, and I measure my attitude, patience, discipline and happiness against them and found a path. Everything an obstacle or conflict presents itself I apply the path finder to align myself. If a path is not found or wasn’t ever created, it give myself the grave to admit I don’t know how to maneuver myself and I work on pacing myself to the right path and document the journey to later have a path set for the specific and similar conflict.
Doing all that leaves me less stress, sleep better and I kind a humble smile and happiness for just having life on my face.
Jixi Fox 🦊
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