It has been a lovely weekend so far. I suppose I am somewhat of a weekend warrior, getting thru just to feel alive outside of the work week. I do the best I can. I went to an amazing full moon event on the beach tonight. Such unbelievable fire dancers and free spirits. Makes me feel so alive and full. Played some guitar today and danced for 3 hours. These are certainly days I live for. And one more to go... thank you go Martin Luther King. And not just because I get a holiday, as some ignorant person said today. Thank you to him for being such a courageous soul, period.
Anyway, late nights by myself always get me thinking. At the heart of me I know I'm a sad soul, no matter what the optimist day will tell you. I think of my sisters and how fucked up they are, worry about them, I think of the suffering of humanity, I feed the demons that live inside me... how can you not sometimes? After all, this is life and why should we shield ourselves with fancy things to keep out realities? Who can really keep up the folly of sunshine all the time?
I can't, but you might think I could.
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