Going nowhere,
Or are you now here?
I don’t know you.
I don’t know what keeps you up at night, the regrets you have, fears you run from, or the life you wish you could live.
But I do know that thinking is an outside sport.
We have to get outside of ourselves.
You can’t keep hiding yourself, holding back, staying indoors— keeping yourself from the world.
The only way to go somewhere, to stop being lost in nowhere, is to be NOW HERE.
Whatever bridge extends itself to you, cross it.
Cross it like your life depends on it, because it probably does.
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