all going by drawing a path, our path. Whether we like it or not, if we draw something like a path of life. It may be more clumsy, more elaborate, consciously or unconsciously, chosen or forced ... always remains a road. is the way to the pass that our dreams, our desires. Perhaps the closest we have, everything that we get each night with us, and might not be waking up anymore ...
O yes, or shaped into something, something with some prospect of being met any day, beyond the fog of our fears, beyond the barriers themselves, created in our time of uncertainty ...
And fear, because we also have fear, we the people, humans, we also fear ..
Believe it or not, may the best man came out of those terrible moments of fear and uncertainty, perhaps there sprang the seed of your best future ..
And I return to find your image in the mirror, some days you'll better, some not so, but you're still you, after all, you're there, that's that you can never escape how hard you try ...
You have no choice ...
befriend yourself. Yes, it's your best option, after evaluating many ...
Make friends with yourself. It's the best you can do, after all, after having lost everything, you know you're still always there ....
know that it is. You know. And then come back to walk the walk, back to your road.
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