Everyday, just waking up, being alive, and being a human being that breathes.
Unlike human beings that don’t of course.
Everyday, the work load to clear, or to think through, or just to be responsible about so that the people around me can live life too.
I live life too of course, just that I think I can balance it pretty well.
Everyday, needing some coffee, some caffeine, some sugars, some carbs.
Balanced meals are for balanced people, that we are of course.
Everyday, steps ahead, one at a time, until finally we are home.
To restart everything once more for the next. And one day, it’ll all be done. No more new days, just a perpetual one. No more time, because time exists only for the human being who does. No more frustrations, no more responsibilities, no more hunger, no more pain, no more grinding, no more droning on and on about egos and people and everything else that humanity carries in its baggage of existence.
Just being, and in my case, with God.
The daily grind, to a halt, with God.