The pursuit of balance.
The pursuit of meaningful relationships.
The pursuit of the end of suffering.
The pursuit of the end of the idea of superficial interactions.
The pursuit of the truth.
Stop.
I am depressed today and letting things go as I grieve a bit. Turning it off. Walking away. Again. Another goddamn time.
Cannot rest.
Cannot accept.
Cannot get in line with all the others.
Cannot and will not. Chose not to. At every fucking turn.
Fuck you and fuck them.
I am imperfect. I get upset. Sometimes I get angry. Every time I move through it. Every time I learn a little more. Every time I emerge better. Every time.
The pursuit of balance.