Trust your instinct to the end,
though you can render no reason.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
This is what I’m trying to do right now. Right in this very moment. I am trying to trust my instincts even though absolutely everything is an uphill battle. Even though it feels as if every time I get both feet on level ground, the ground shifts below me and knocks me down. Even though it seems as if there isn’t a reason for this endless cycle of shit life has been tossing my way.
I’m going to have faith. Faith that, in the end, I will be able to look back and see reason. I’m going to have blind faith.
If only I may grow: firmer, simpler, quieter, warmer.