Together.

Life is fucking bizarre.

In my opinion, everyone is scared.

Scared of passing through life and not being noticed, considered, recognized.

Or,

They’re afraid to grow bored of their sphere, being told to dream bigger, to become more than what they believe they’re capable of.

The fear exists in both realms…

The confidence to be more, and the comfortability with the present.

Regardless, everyone is scared. Because, well, death is an inevitable part of the human experience.

What will you do with this time you’re given?

Yet, our silver lining, is that this extremely raw reality becomes our common denominator…

It builds community, which is the core foundation of the human condition.

So is the fear of existing actually the very blessing we’re constantly searching for?

I’ll leave you to ponder over that one.

Love you xxx