A stuck stick in the mud. Willing but unable to move.Watching the other branches sway.Leaves sprouting. Efforts to be excellent.Lost to being the best stuck. Clouds go dark.Branches break and blow away.The sky opens, releases refreshing waves. Stuck no more.Grounded, instead.Loose enough to make a choice.Float or stay. Float or stay.
Expressing yourself can be hard as fuck sometimes. Especially when you don't have something necessarily good to say. But in hindsight, it's better to at least try. Though the convo may not play out as you thought/planned, hell at least you tried. At least you put forth the effort to let the other person know … Continue reading Express. Yourself.