These are the hours when the light floods everything, until the sunset reminds me that I am dying, that we are all dying, and that now is the time to live.
I wonder if feeling excluded is a part of the human condition... We are all searching for that place to belong, that place where we don’t feel excluded.
J.K. Rowling worked with archetypes in 'Harry Potter', and portrayed this concept of polarity in the relationship between the protagonist and his nemesis.
Summits. They are always just beyond the next ridge. Just beyond this next heartache. Just beyond the unbearable loneliness. Just beyond the empty loss.
In the buttery, iron taste of the aftermath, food will not fill me. A pill will not clear me of this, and sleep does not always lend itself to rest. The frothing surface of lingering promises shields the unknown sediment, sinking below. Every lie we tell ourselves haunts me, ripping apart my heart.
Since I stopped focusing on time too much, I started to feel the Now intensely. I know that there's no other time than Now, that is why I live moment by moment, and always keep in mind that the moments aren't unlimited. The sooner we start living the life we want to live, the better we will ...