The problem was: the reality of the matter. Honestly, I felt I needed a bit of darkness and a hideaway. There was just too much sensory reception in the way of realizing certain things in my life. I longed for a bit of mystery and illusion and dreaming. I worked so hard to distance myself for a bit of reality that I actually became drenched in it. I was so caught up in what I had to do instead of what I wanted to do and this hurt my dreams and aspirations a bit. Things took a back seat and I hated myself for taking the form of "responsible adult" because- let's face it- it's fucking boring. I was mostly afraid I was going to be stuck in that mode forever! It took experience in certain things as well as a little planning and organizing that finally set me straight! I'm not stuck in the darkness nor in the light but finely tuning the balance of both. Sometimes it takes a little reality to be grateful for your sense purpose and for what you DO have.
To all those reading this- so many blessings. My readers help more than you may know. <3
