inaction, may be a viable alternative. especially if it is repressed or ignored long enough. something entirely unexpected or big enough may just come along and redirect one's focus. but it often proves temporary...
...and then, the restlessness returns.
if it'd only just stop. if you could only feel numb. it's funny how, creatures such as ourselves know exactly where to look for hope. and find it. just to keep us going for another day. ah, it doesn't sound like a winner.
once in awhile, when you're at that state of mind and being, you get the hint that things will be alright. once in awhile, you get the feeling that the hands that have always been there to receive the prayers that are sent for you; are the same hands that are there to catch you...are also the same hands that are outstretched to pull you out from the pits.
well, those hands won't let you...not feel. it will remind you that you're forever just, a mere human; with imperfections and is dependant on something greater.
a meeting with old friends, a reconnection with an old passion, a taste of that childlike abandonement...something.
...and before you know it, a great week goes by that makes you wonder, "what was i worried about?".
if you ever read this, thanks...it's been a great week.
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