Chaos colors my road map
Some epiphanies are being saved for later
Many experiences I cherish
Many make me shudder
I wouldn’t wish these feelings on anyone else
But I also want to keep them all to myself
When you leave, it means you’re going somewhere important
When you get left, it means the seasons have changed
Perspective keeps your head above water when the world flips over onto the wrong side
It happens to all of us
Just don’t hold your breath
