At the moment these mean something to me, and probably always will.
Hope is something we hold on to, to believe that we can fight something that feels so much bigger and stronger then us, Hope is that knot we tie at the end of the rope that we are slipping off of, that light at the end of the long dark tunnel, the one thing that keeps us moving and motivated, that keeps us fighting, that keeps us holding on just a little longer. Hope is expectation that things will get better, Hope is courage to move forward.
“I start in the middle of a sentence and move in both directions at once.”
– John Coltrane
I read that quote in a book, no more then 5 minutes ago. It was like a light bulb went off in my head. It is exactly how I have been feeling lately.
Today, no matter what I have tried I have been unable to complete anything. I am emotional, a little down, a little up, and mentally tired. I am almost afraid that this manic episode is over….it scares me that I might not have the ability to write.
How is everyone doing today?