sudden stop.

I feel like life has haulted.
Like I don't write enough
I don't express enough
I have all this inside me, and I don't know what it is, nor how to get it out.
I'm stuck.
With this unidentifiable lump in my throat.

Where is life going?
Where have I been?
Why do I care at all anyway?

How am I supposed to feel?
How am I supposed to act?
How much am I supposed to pay attention to certain things and when do I channel my focus elsewhere?

It'll all make sense soon enough
Right?

Life sure is a funny thing.
And right now I feel lost.
Not in a terrifying way
Just in a numb, shock-sensed, unidentifiable way.

*shrug*
I guess we'll see

thoughts.

The end is the hope.
But don't focus so much on that that you miss opportunities you have right now.
There is life to be lived
You were given another day.

There is more to be done here
There are people to meet
There are places to go
There are influences to make.

Don't waste your life looking forward to the end.
Live.

It's not always glamorous
It's not always perfect
It's not always ideal.
But, it's life
It's yours.
Make the most of it.

The end will get here soon enough
And then there are no second chances.
What is done will be done.

You know the end is coming.
Rest assured in that and live.

Mattea

"just want to tell you that you are loved by me..

greatly"

People who tell me these things Really don't realize what they are telling me

They usually have no idea how much this truly means to me..