Lama

When you’re little, night time is scary because there’s monsters hiding right under the bed. When you get older, the monsters are different: self doubt, loneliness, regret and though you may be older and wiser, you still find yourself afraid of the dark.

I had a terrible day. We say it all the time. A fight with the boss, the stomach flu, traffic. That’s what we describe as terrible when nothing terrible is happening.
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These are the things we beg for. A root canal, an IRS audit, coffee spilled on our clothes. When the really terrible things happen, we start begging a god we don’t believe in to bring back the little horrors and take away this. It seems quaint now, doesn’t it? The flood in the kitchen, the poison oak, the fight that leaves you shaking with rage. Would it have helped if we could see what else was coming? Would we have known that those were the best moments of our lives

They say the more you’re invest, the bigger you’re return but you have to be willing to take a chance. You have to understnad you might loose it all but if you take that chance, if you invest wisely, the pay off might just surprise you.

As babies we were easy. One cry meant you were hungry, another you were tired. It’s only as adults that we become difficult. We start to hide our feelings, put up walls. It gets to the point where we never really know how anyone thinks or feels. Without meaning to, we become masters of disguise.
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It’s not always easy to speak your mind. Sometimes you need to be forced to do it. Sometimes its better to keep things to yourself though, even when your hole body’s aching to come clean. So you shut your mouth, keep the secret and find other ways to make yourself happy.