what I can tell you is this. quieting your imagination is one of the saddest things a human could do. to be so overly analytical will age you quicker than years.
breathe.
it’s ok to play pretend, to let go of inhibition, and dance through the jungle, screaming with excitement at the top of your lungs, and laughing so loud it echoes down the river. it’s okay to be you. with all your quirks, your lovable-ness, and all the traits you think are misunderstood. you’re a gem that forms with pressure, but don’t feel like you have to absorb it all and never-ending.
breathe.
tap into and remain in your childlike nature; switch your vision. no use looking down at the ground when the sun, moon, and stars are in the sky. you are a child of earth chosen to be here with only one task... live to the fullest.
