A feeling has been growing in me lately
That I shouldn't care about what I do or become in this life
That I should not define what I want from this life because to define it is to be disappointed
My feeling tells me that life is never what you want it to be, it is what it is
The house, the car, the stuff, the acceptance of others
These things are lies, they are expectations that change you and make you do things
But they are not based on love, they are based on fear
I am starting to feel that being happy with being alive is the only thing that is actually worth anything
And the more I accept these feelings the freer I feel, the more alive I feel and the more I love this crazy world
I am grateful