Fly

Sometimes you have to start anew.  You have to wake up and not put your right foot down first. You have to set your alarm ten minutes earlier, and go outside when the sun is just beginning to burn over the scaffolding of the horizon.  You have to squint at it, and feel the pain as your head pounds with the light and the wind and the strange sensation that comes from breathing morning dew.  You have to go out to a fancy restaurant for lunch and splurge, because you deserve a treat.  You have to look at your life and look at your priorities and decide if they match up.  And if they don't, you can't allow yourself to shrug your shoulders and sigh with disapointment. You are not a failure, you are never a failure.  You are a work in progress, a beautiful, horrific, lovely, awkward, shameful, fabulous, glowing, dramatic work of art.  Some days your colors are like the rainbow, shaking and trembling with their conherence.  Some days they all drip to the bottom of the canvas, a brown puddle.  But you can always start again.  You deserve a life you want to live, you deserve a life that makes you crave the daylight so you can begin again, you deserve a life that makes you smile, but you deserve a life so full and true that you cry as well.
So open your eyes, open your heart, open your soul,
and live that life.