These emotional disasters come in like storms wreaking havoc on all areas of our lives. They shake us to the core to the point where we question everything. Wondering ultimately what do we want this world our lives to be about? What is our authentic purpose and how do we align closer to those visions.
Are they painful yes, even more so for those that love us to watch because really to a great degree they can do nothing. They stand by and watch as their hearts ache for the self-mutulation to begin. We run around our rooms pulling away the things that burn our minds with confusion.
When we awake from the trance, we look around at what we have left. Shattered memories and broken promises fill us with a shiver. Beyond the dust we take up our black bag and sweep away the old, those things we buried in snow. Then soon enough after we have showered a new day dawns with a beautiful tomorrow.
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