Things Written

The Wake and Fall

blog 4.jpgI wake, I fall, I wake and fall to sit on the terrace and stare out at the stars. The stars are infinite, beautiful and bright, and as each moment passes on I can’t help but wonder; why is that we allow ourselves to fall, to crash, or to burn?

Life is sticky, it’s a whole lot of crazy, it’s weird and everything in between, if you get what I mean.

I wake, I fall, I wake and fall to find myself singing at the top of my lungs in the steaming hot shower. What a wonderful thing it is, to be standing in a moment where everything stops, as you belt out the lyrics to your favorite tune .

I wake, I fall, I wake and fall to realize that this is it. I’m here, breathing, living, doing, and being however you define that, it doesn’t matter. Earth is at least 4.5 billion years old, and you my dear merely exist in it, a tiny glimmer of hope in this infinite universe.

So breath, live, do and be. Life is sticky, it’s a whole lot of crazy, it’s weird and everything in between, if you know what I mean.

xoox- Reese

 

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