Days

There’s a magic to a night with the dark sky littered with stars and a steady slow rain coming down. Takes me back to bitter times, times that I fought through, times that I worked hard to bury in the field of time. 

But recently I came across a statement that made me reevaluate: “In order to love who you are you cannot hate the experiences that shaped you.” -Andrea Dykstra

Up until then I had been walking around upset with the world for all the storms it kept throwing my way. But I would have never become who I am now if it wasn’t for every moment I lived through. I was cheating myself by being resentful of trying times that characterized me. 

So as the rain falls I accept that shit happened, I figured it out and lived through it and therefore, I was kicking ass for more days to come. 

Love all the days: the good, the bad, the ugly, the rough, even the ones that end with tears from lost resolve, the ones that are littered with tears of laughter, the ones that are filled with joy and sadness simultaneously, the ones where you’re alone, the ones where you fall asleep in the arms of a loved one, the ones where you accomplish much, the ones where the walls seem to be crumbling all around, the ones where you have shit figured out and the ones where you feel like a headless chicken running around with no aim.

 It’s a short life, who knows what happens after but for now, it’s of no use taking up an attitude of hate towards it. 

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