This feels like a standstill, and I'm sitting on the fence, unsure of what's next or where to go. I accept this phase of sitting it out, hoping it would maybe mature me, or make me wiser to face what's about to come.
My nights are sleepless but I’m trying, so I know I’m getting there. Where? I still don't know. I’m pacing forward blindly, hoping it would take me to where I need to go. After all, you have to be lost in order to be found.
My conscience is clear. I know that I’ve done a lot of wrong and wronged a lot of people, but I am sure that this time, I have given my best for the most part and I can only hope it would be enough.
Now, I surrender to the outcome.
- love and light, adrenalene