Greatness is not a given. It must be earned.
I’ve paid my dues. I’ve earned what’s rightfully mine. If only I could stop myself from thinking I don’t deserve it, and trying to throw it all away on a whim, maybe then I’d be happy. I do doubt that, though. I don’t think I’ll ever be fully happy.
Subway ad.
It snowed tonight. Big, fat flakes, swarming into my mouth if I opened it so much to say “Hello” or “Goodbye” like they knew I didn’t belong there. I didn’t.
I went home.
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