I take these daily as I forge into the unknown.
I long for security, friends and family – but what people sacrifice of their identities and accept as confining roles to keep these close is not something that I can do without caution, anymore.
As long as I can be me, comfortable and free to respond authentically without caustic, toxic baggage being thrown onto me, I can be at least satisfied.
Happiness is something I have yet to acquire as a constantant – except in reoccurring spurts of spontaneity that seem too soon fleeting.
I have always had this dream that if I find the right One, joy can be lasting in adventurous ebbing and flowing.
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