Respiration

I’m going to wake up in 3.5 hours.  But I just want to write.

Crap happens all the time.  Like all the time.  And yet tis so good.  It flows, rises, falls, goes.  There is no end.  And all there is to do is nothing.  The heart you have, the place you are, the things you love, the breath of life.  Let it take you.  Let it empower you.  Let it show you who you are.  It really doesn’t matter what’s going on.  Life happens inside.  The world shifts and things come and go.  The only worth on this planet is invisible, it lies within us.  Enjoy it.  It’s meant to be enjoyed.

Breathe.