thanks.to.my.pillar.your.solid.shoulder.is.all.i.need

It's true innit, that things have a way of looking brighther the next day you wake up after a tough night. Two nights ago, I felt gut-wrenched and doomed. I was all alone and it was a pure test of confidence to be able to survive through a closed state of mind. When you lack the support and guidance from a parent on matters which are crucial and important to your heart, you spiral right back into teenagehood, that sense of rebel and why cant you be so-and-so? But i am lucky. Talking through things rationally have a way of getting you want you want. I have parents who love me, and give me all the things i need which i am eternally grateful for, if otherwise they are more mainstream and dont see any point on a career path diverged from norm. I have parents who just want their little birds to fly close to nest home, but, perhaps after all, they are 40 years ahead of me in experience, and know best. Im listening. Even if im strong enough to fly solo in search of my own worm feed.

There's lots of hope in this world, a brighter and mightier sky out there, if only because of the people in our lives.