Day Fifty-Two/ No Idea Anymore: Help.

Today was great, until I let myself get in my own way. Judgmental, far too inquisitive. Overly analytic, unable to process. These things that I so often push to the back of my mind ambled to center stage tonight. If you know anything about me, you'd know that my heart, as always, rests on my sleeve. It's not a new development, if anything it's old news. The fact that I can't hide my emotions well (basically at all) is also something that is not a recent discovery. Today I let my demons get the best of me. I let them tell me that loneliness is here to stay; that the dog days, in reality, are not over. That people come and go, but mostly go. And you know what? John Mayer is perfectly lonely. Florence and the Machine sent the dogs running. Noah and the Whale see blue skies on the horizon. There's not a reason out there to keep me from believing that I'll be happy. But you know those nights where everything just sucks? Everything seems to suck equally and suck a lot? That was tonight. Life does suck sometimes. That's when you accept it and move on. People will come and go. The ones really worth it, the ones worth going the distance and worth the extra cent or two are the ones who will stay regardless of everything else. Sometimes it takes a really crappy evening to help you realize that the people in your life, the ones that stayed, are the ones that aren't going to abandon you. They'll carry you, even through the nights where everything sucks. Cause you know why? You're worth it. You're worth going the distance, spending the postage, taking the time. Life may suck, but if you find the ones that are worth it and think that you're worth it too, life sucks that much less. Here's to you who let me be me, crazy and all. You're worth every penny, mile, and second. 

"L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N." - Noah and the Whale

live simply.