More often than not, I fight a raging battle in my head with the overwhelming demons of nothingness and the tiny shimmer of what I recall as hope. Typically, the nothingness transforms the shimmer into a memory and then the onslaught of negative and defeating thoughts flood in. Due to these facts, I’ve ruined what beauty I did possess.
Regret is, for the most part, a stupid emotion. It serves no actual purpose but to remind us of just how human we are. We make mistakes, we overreact, and we love. Love is the most tragic emotion of all
Of everything considered to be permanent, none are. Everything shifts, changes, and disappears. Time itself is fleeting. No one instant is like the other and once gone, is gone forever. The plates of the earth shift and collide, ever changing the lay of the surface. We change, we shift, we love, and we suffer.
We all wish for some sort of stability. Change is upsetting, even if it is a means to an end. We are blind to the final reasoning, the final plan. We stumble through life seeking instant gratification even when there is none to be had. I’ve missed an opportunity and hopefully, it won’t happen again.
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