… ahead, we paradoxically slow ourselves down, and sometimes a fast rise is followed by a fast fall. When we’re present, we work and create our lives with a very different kind of rhythm, one that’s steady, focused, and begets more flow.
…e that?” There’s always been a storm behind these sunny eyes, and now I was stuck in the eye of it. Anytime I smiled, I could feel another piece of me pulling at the reigns, like the moon dragging the sun back below the horizon so darkness can take over once again. I couldn’t talk about it. My whole life had been spent trying to camouflage my crazy.