white clouds (2015)

sometimes i wake up in the morning, with a bit more light coming through from the east, and just wonder about the contribution i’m making towards my own existence as a multi-faceted human. 
i mean yes it’s amazing and entirely fulfilling to be an influential being in this existential roller coaster ride, but i feel that it’s more wholly satisfying to consummate the idea that you matter regardless of the global population count, with notions of acute self love and awareness. 
it’s always important to track back and reminisce on specific anchors in your memory that brought joy and laughter. 
maybe next week you can look back at this point of reference in time and smile because life is good.

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