Move Along

Even when your hope is gone, move along.

This song came on at just the opportune time today.  I don't even entirely prefer The-All-American-Rejects in general unless I'm in the mood for their music, but some of the lyrics in this song selectively were immediately and intuitively correct to my current emotions upon coming into this shop considering the current circumstances.

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold

I want to hold your hands.
I don't want to be lost in a night where my life ends.
I choose to hold your hands, my own hands even, and live my life. Even when my hope is gone, I will move along.


I do me.

And thank God I do, because otherwise I don't know where I would be.

Worth it all.

It's amazing what hapens when I start singing more. laughing more, loving more, and connecting with people despite any outside forces or circumstances. I do me. I have never felt more at peace, empowered, and home than when I am embracing me and doing exactly what my heart desires and exactly what makes me me. Whatever that may mean.

I feel like I've been made stronger and more comfortable in my own skin than I have ever been before. Now, being 27 years old, almost 28, I have been through enough life and shit and beautiful things and hardships to know what I want in life, even though I also know that my thoughts may change in the future, morphing and evolving as life always does.

I've just gained perspective. I'm thankful for this perspective, too.  I am better for it. Comparing me now to me in the past allows me to see how far I've come in my journey toward loving myself. And I do love myself. I've always liked myself, but now I am really happy to be able to truthfully say I love myself and I am worth it all.