‘Walking a path’, ‘a hard journey’ or the colloquial ‘haters gonna hate’ are some of cliches attributed to living one’s life. Why reduce this monumental thing to a frivolous phrase?
Life is something that chokes you, performs the heimlich and then chokes you again. Funny how this applies to love as well.
It’s something that breaks you until you can’t get back up and then forces you to get back up. How the fuck does that count for a lesson? I haven’t learned shit. How do I make it leave an impact? How do I change?
Yes, yes, change is gradual blah blah blah and asking questions is first step et cetera but is it really the first step if I have done this a million other times?
And I can laugh now, joke around, hoping I still get my letter but now my fantasies border on schizophrenia.
Making the same mistakes has now become my forte. So, forgive me if I resort to cliches but
It’s all downhill from here.