WAITING TO EXHALE...

us people.
intent on living, it seems.
these darker days have rare needle points of light that shine through and illuminate the hint of an idea that wouldn't it feel good to not feel so bad?

the answer is... hold on. one thing is for certain... change WILL come.

after i realized it had been a month since we'd broken up i took that news as odd. not that a month is any length of time really at all but it is a beginning...

the realization hit me sort of like a kid who kinda pieces it all together and sees that they really were right.... santa doesn't exist.

and those are NOT my rules or how the world would be if I ran things... but you have to live with it because other people have a say too. if santa doesn't want to exist nobody said that he had to.

we only just have to accept what is sometimes and press on forward.

help is on the way: change WILL come.