There comes a time when we reconcile ourselves to understand one another’s weaknesses and to trust one another’s strengths A time when we find the courage to love and be loved as our truest selves or to lose love, as the case may be We come to a place where we decide to accept or refuse whatever we may choose for ourselves… A place where we are contented not to be chosen or accepted by everyone because we have chosen to accept ourselves such as we are, or may never be There comes a day in which it seems feasible to see with our own eyes from our own unique perspectives so as to decipher the truth from reality… A day when we look outside ourselves and see that we are each but a single hue in a broad spectrum and visible contingent on the peculiarities of a prism We come to an age that we no longer require someone’s everything anymore but rather, we have need to give of ourselves to someone or something other than ourselves… That age when childish vanities and preoccupation with the self are no longer fascinating; no longer necessary
Reason for writing:
Based on a song written by a friend, Myronkeith Miller, HOW ARE YOU DOING TODAY?
Birth sign: Cancer
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