It's amazing how ideas hit me in the morning. I just wake up and: there they are! Sometimes I wonder: do they ever sleep? They're like a bunch of kids trying to wake up their parents on the Christmas morning.
Anyways, I saw you on the streets today. I don't know what's going on, but, seriously, you should change your face! Or at least your attitude...It's something about it that makes you think: "Man! That dude just got hit!" Seriously, you should do something about it. It's not that you should smile all the time or something, but try to cheer up a little bit. Shake off that unhappiness. Literally. Take yourself by your neck, and shake it off! Take that mood down. We are humans, we all have good and bad days, but if I ever learned something in my 21-year-life, is that life does not pat you on the back.. No, no. It hits you like a full- speed train. Right there, in front of your eyes. It's unexpected. It's harsh. Sometimes, rude. What's important is, how do you deal with it. And here you have two options. You either run, or face it. Someone told me once:" Think about your death everyday. Face your enemy. You can do it". That made me wonder. Who is my enemy? Fear of death? Fear of others? Fear of the unknown?
Well, my friend, let me tell you something. All I see everyday are people who are scared of something or someone. People who are so scared that they're not gonna be accepted that they live their life based on compromise and lies. People so scared they're not gonna be loved, that they give their treasures and everything they have best to anyone who asks for it. People who seek confidence and peace in wrong places, such as drugs and drinks or sex. Fear is haunting this Earth, wreaking peoples' hearts and life, leaving behind broken hearts and uncertainty.
It's been my fearest enemy for as long as I can remember. I can't tell you I'm cured of it, but I've learned that every day is battle field. A fight that it's taken down to the place of it. On my knees. And I can tell you my friend, there is always, Someone who is listening.
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