“I fell flat on my face, but didn’t lose.”
Today was one of those days, where the air’s constrictive grip wrapped heavy on my lungs. Steps felt leaden, my pace slowing to match the nonexistent speed at which I could meet an incoming challenge. Thoughts spinning without conclusion, lost in emotional waves. Anger, frustration, hurt, and fear.
Still, there is something internally calming in walking face first into a closed door. Moving beyond the bruise, there is no twisting sense of unknown, no confusion as to the placement of words and thoughts. Clarity finds you in the most peculiar of places. Places that I would, with all my being, wish not to sit, but which create a jumpstart that you just can’t talk your way around.
Diving into determination is my escape. Some have laughed at what many would consider an inordinate level of stubbornness and grit. While it is likely what got me here to begin with, it is what kicks the dust to change this emotional overload into something productive. It is the reason that I create paper words, placing them at a distance until they’re cool enough to handle.
Yes, today has been far from the best of days. But if it’s moving me in the right direction, then for that I’m grateful.
-quote by Little Dragon