April 15, 2009

When things seem so perfect i get scared; it's a natural reaction in me. When things seem to be running smoothly everything is turning out great something always happens and fucks it up. I'm blessed with a lot. I consider my self to be a very lucky person but at times i feel as if my life is always up to the test. It feels as if the universe always wants to know if I'm capable of dealing with yet another situation that seems so out of my control. I was always a very optimistic person and I hope to always be but the more things of the sort keep on happening I feel consumed by the gravity of the problem that it gets harder and harder to breath less see a way through it.

I step outside and the sun is shinning and the wind hits my face; it's hard not to smile even if my life is falling apart behind me.