What’s the point? Moving just puts you in a different place, sometimes in awkward positions, and uses energy. Why can’t we all just stay where we are? Relax take time to breathe and not rush everything by moving. Sometimes I wonder if people can even just stay where they are without moving for one minute. On tiny minute, could you do it? It just seems like the thing to do. Stay put, never move, just stay as we are for an eternity. We all know, however, that this is not what we should be doing. Moving is essential to our lives. Essential to getting all the work done. Essential to help others. Essential to be able to relieve ourselves of the steress we feel.
Stress. We all feel it. Why then can some deal with it and the rest of us are just left behind still hurting from it? It’s like a bad disease. People are worrying about cancer and other deadly diseases, but they aren’t worried about stress taking hold of us and not letting go until it has every single drop of our energy. Stress never lets one feel comfortable, much less relaxed. To be so tense, so worried, and anxious all the time is complete torture to ourselves. Find an outlet. The stress needs to come out, let it out instead of keeping it inside allowing it to take over you and destroy you. Just let it go.
-HIF-
I miss you more than I could ever say,It still hurts me inside.I think of you,the things we did,together as a team.I realize how much like you I have become in your absence. Who is supposed to take your place when you’re gone? Who did you think was really going to step up to bat here? I am the only one who seems to give a culpate about whats going on here, but I know you didn’t mean to leave me with this mess. You were doing what you needed to. I can’t blame you, I just miss you. I feel empty and the emptiness gnaws at me inside. The anger and the hurt they escape in the form of words to the ones we both love, but I just get so tired. All I want to do is sleep, but there is never time to sleep, I just rest and wake up and keep on going. Eventually I suppose I will crash, but until then I’ll just keep on doing it. It’s not healthy, I know this, it’s my fault not yous, but I don’t want to stop, because as long as something else hurts, then my heart doesn’t hurt for you. This silences the cries of my heart, if only for a while.
