I feel like my life is on two different sides of the street and I don't know which side to walk on, so I just keep walking down that center line.....but sooner or later I'm going to get hit by a fucking car.
We all have moments were we feel so complete, so found, so confident that we are doing exactly what we need to be doing, we are exactly were we're suppose to be.
We also all have moments where we feel lost, where we don't know what to do or where to be.
I think it's so easy to get lost in this world, especially this Los Angeles life. The outside noise can drowned out your own, the beast can swallow you, and you will not feel in control.
When these moments of Lost happen it would be nice to always take some time for yourself; stop working, go to the beach, do some yoga, but unfortunately sometimes you are forced to live in this real world and the real word doesn't care how you feel today; you still have to show up to work, you still have your responsibilities. I know that free will and choice exist but they sure as hell are hard to Find sometimes.
