Some days you feel like your knees will give way and you will fall, fall down, give in to those tears, to the pain kicking in.
Some days you let yourself be weak, get a glimpse of the abyss your mind is, you allow yourself to acknowledge the aimless life you are leading, dependent on fate but with a billion plans and a million dreams.
Then come those days, days that make you see the goodness in good days, show you the difference happiness makes to perspective, reveal to you the fact that, that bad day? Would it not have come, you would never have known how it feels to be the beaming sun after a storm, shining despite the catastrophe it was just lost in.
This is how we live, embracing and letting go, of felicity and melancholy, of the good and the bad, the memories and the apprehension for what is yet to come, haunting and motivating, building us up, breaking us down, building us up in those breakdowns too. Life is a bumpy road, you - a mere pedestrian, must walk on and on.
