Sometimes it's Worth Giving In

The matter of timing is what it was all about. That I'd fought so hard to find serenity when serenity was there all along -- I'd simply misplaced it with the fortitude of my quest for justice. Justice doesn't always come with pushing so damn hard that you've numbed your feelings to the world. Often, it doesn't come with that at all.

Therein lies my lesson. The one that spit back at me and said "Stop!" I'd exhausted all resources that I didn't have at my disposal, and then I lay there, in disbelief. How had I come this far to be thrown back into the deep end? How?

I'm starting over with no expectations less those I place upon myself. Rather; self. To view through the eyes of someone unguarded and without prejudice. Especially, the eyes of someone that doesn't judge "self" with such disrespect. That's where I think it will bloom. A small and subtle bud will begin to appear. I'm betting that by Summer, I'll be amazing!