Listless

I know I'll totally get over it in time. That's a certainty. But that stinging emotion hits me once in a while. It wavers my direction and focus. But its all part of the process of shedding. I just have to bear it until it passes.

Its been a while since I freed myself of the illusion. To let go without looking back. Move ahead without regret. Knowing it will be for the best. All will be well. I will find my place.

It was not at all easy. Pain is a heavy burden to carry. Loss crashes down on you. Frustration creeps up.

Rationale withers somehow but reality always catches up. There is no point in holding on to something borrowed. It will only be a matter of time before its return. Persistence would just lead to waste. Waste of one's self.

I have not lived enough. There's no point in wasting myself. I'm standing up and moving forward. Despite the pull, I will never look back.

Sweet Release

No matter how hard we try to avoid it, crap happens.
Things happen that we do not expect or intend.
These make us feel bad, sad, disappointed or frustrated.
But the thing is, these things eventually end.
We can digest the experience and flush out unnecessary baggage.

Shit happens when we take in too much or none at all.
We get constipation for taking more than we can manage.
Our digestive system could crash giving us that cramped feeling.
We could also get LBM by not taking anything at all or mixing conflicting food elements.
Digestive juices end up making a runny muck that we bring out with pain, discomfort and a big mess.

The thing is, we learn from the process.
Eventually we get the balance of the right amount of food and food elements.
We create that soft but firm shit that we can sweetly release while humming our favorite tune.
We can wipe out our asses, stand up, and enjoy that light feeling after release.
Then we can have a fresh start.