Our Endless Days
i think i’ve realized now, let my eyes see, just how truly hard it is to want what’s best for you. to actually have a desire for it. bad looks good. bad looks like all you want. and sometimes we make bad look like it’s all we need. but that’s never true. and it’s hard to settle in truth. to let truth be who you are. to let truth be. but nothing lasts forever. and our endless days are numbered. no matter how much we try to pretend they’re not. so why waste the time? every day could be beautiful. every day could be worth living. every day could be orientated in the right direction. every day could be right.
every day could be…good.
although this post was not originally inspired by this secret. it definitely fit.
today’s blessings:
.my mother’s french toast
.the perfect lemon shake up
.discovering i miscalculated my hours
.time spent with family in my lovely city
there is much to be grateful for.
