Some days keeping yourself together is hard. There are days when getting out of bed in itselfis a choreBut, somehow you doBoth feet on the floor,dragging but movingdoing the thingseven as your brain fights youbegging you to stop, to lay back downevery step of the wayIt is these days when giving yourself graceis an absolute... Continue Reading →
My favorite time of day is when the sun decides to paint the sky. Water colors splashed across the horizon in the evening glow. An homage to the day. A final, glorious farewell before allowing the moon to take its place...
I wish more people would live life. There’s that quote by Oscar Wilde: “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”Those are some of the truest words I’ve ever heardWe often lose sight of ourselvesin this life We neglect the things that bring happinessDays filled with performing the... Continue Reading →
Some days I wake up and feel like I’m doing it all wrong. My brain spirals, a journeydown a drain of negative thoughts I beat myself up from the inside outblows flying thoughts clutteredThe life I was content with yesterdaysuddenly no longer good enough todayBurrowing into every minuscule detailpicking apart every aspect Negative thoughts like... Continue Reading →
There are days that I stare out my windowinto the pale blue of the skytrees dancing on the skylinewondering what the hell I'm doing...My mind digging up decisionsplaying on the screen of my mind like a slideshowquestioning my actions, drawing up different scenariosallowing myself to contemplate if these different endingswould change my pathPerhaps leading me... Continue Reading →
I promise you, loving yourself is one of the best things you'll do in this life time. There is something so free in living outside of validation from others. About loving yourself fully- for all of the good and for all of the bad. There is something so calming about falling in love with all... Continue Reading →
I get ahead of myself sometimes. Combing through my to do listrunning like credits on repeatthrough my brainPlanning for this, planning for thatalways moments aheadIn return, leavingthe Now a few momentsbehind...Before its timeLosing the opportunity to experience itKeeping it unfulfilledThe Now is probably angry at me sometimesfor failing to see its stunning existenceignoring its allureThe... Continue Reading →
I dreamt of you again last nightyou seem to be invading my dreamsmore often than not these daysAt first, I was angryhow dare you break into my head my inner sanctumin my most vulnerable stateafter you tore apart my heartwith your bare handsBut, I began to grow accustom to seeing you theremeeting you in my... Continue Reading →
K.J Stafford 