BrennieTellu

Missing the carefree feeling of childhood when you could stand in a field for hours spinning round and round never thinking that you might fall but just enjoying the feeling of the wind whipping through your hair and the sun shining on your face as you put your head back and looked up into it. Feeling like you were invincible nothing could ever hold you back and that you’d live forever the whole world yours to take your entire life in front of you.

Ah to be a kid again or to be as fearless as children are everyday in every aspect of my life… This is living.

Heavy…gotta keep it light and breezy, smooth and easy, no pressure, no rush, no stress, remember to enjoy each moment, relax but don’t slack, chill but don’t get comfy, listen but don’t analyze, be alert without expecting a surprise, trust but don’t be a fool, keep your head about you, but not overwhelmed by rules, laid back but not without standards, flexible but not overly available…too heavy too heavy too heavy. Lighten up.

There comes a time where those who are constantly pouring into others and giving all of themselves reach within only to discover they are empty because no one has ever replenished their vessels.

Everyday I face the same choice. The alarm goes off and I have to decide whether I would rather eat or be free…

Responsibilities are inevitable especially when others depend on you for their well-being and the luxury of carpe diem is not available to you. But I keep wondering if one day, in spite of perceived folly, I will choose my freedom…the freedom to chase my dream full-time…over my need to have a steady paycheck.

Perhaps stepping out on faith is what takes your hustle to the next level…when there is no net under the tightrope and you know what the end result of the fall is…

Today…I eat, but who knows what tomorrow holds or if I will be here to see it?