Let your coffee get cold. Don’t answer your phone. Put both hands in your pockets, and just watch the opportunities pass you by. Let anxiety take what it is taking from you. Approach what you fear and accept the fact that things aren’t under any obligation to satisfy your unspoken thoughts or provide you with emotional peace. Don’t buy an umbrella for the sun or the rain. Don’t match your clothes with the weather. No Google Maps; no directions. Just walk among the folks in the streets where they buried you.
Nothing matters now. Just keep your words to yourself and avoid people. Muddy your causeless smile with silence to make it seem deeper. There is no doubt that everything is already spoiled. Everything is poisoned now.
Cursing the fates like a mad dog won’t make your dead flowers bloom again. Welcome disappointments and say “Hi” to defeats with a smiling face and squinty eyes. With a bruised face, I tasted for the first time real courage and freedom. Holy freedom.
