Warnung

So I decided to take things slow. I couldn’t push it too far because I had to make sure I don’t go off my limits. I had to make sure my arms could still reach the tips of the goal.

But going too slow is kind of critical. I feel like I’m walking on a thin line and I could either make it or fall out.

To make it, I will need hundreds more sacks of patience, a great deal of perseverance to stay and a whole lot of love to keep holding on.

Falling out would mean losing into the state of mind where I’m currently at. If this means I could fall out anytime, I need to move and do it faster.

I don’t want to lose. I have given myself for this fight and I am worth the effort to win.

…Even if it means checking me in to rehab for stubbornness.

If I take things slow, I’ll have more space to breathe. If I take things slow, I’ll have more time to color the prairies.

But doing so means more queues, and the hearts become a part of it.

Forget the haste but the bittersweet taste is a thin line to either I make it or I fall out.

To make it, swarm me with serenity; throw me to the pool of passion and supply me with intimacy three times daily.

Falling out would mean losing the battle of survival. And this means I could fall out anytime, so I need to move and do it sooner.

Nobody wants to lose. Nobody wants to be lonely. We are all fighting for survival.

…Even if it means living the life far from what you dreamed of.