What of life? Is it too obscure to try and figure it out? Or simply too plain? I have been thinking about life a lot lately. I can't say I came up with a brilliant conclusion, but it definitely made me think more of myself and my life.
I find myself sometimes filled with a bit of disdain at how I let my life unravel itself, than actually trying to unravel it myself. Getting control of that feels good, very good!
I wanna end this post with lines from Jason Mraz's song Try Try Try:
"If we just live our lives,
putting our differences aside.
Oh, that would be so beautiful to me"
Thank you... <3