Another day is ahead of me.
What will I choose to do with it?
What will I focus on?
How will I use my energy?
Will I overthink everything, or use my intellect to stay in awe of the little things, little wonders, that are around me?
identity
Shed Your Past Self
What is this place I’ve never seen before? So unknown, so strange.
A void.
My identity is fading away. What I though I was is no longer true.
My body no longer wants to withhold this old version of self.