Over It.

There comes a time when you need to walk.

Sanity becomes murky, and a return to normal, necessary.

A time where we become exhausted of the obvious.

The respect vanished.

Where you look around and wonder how you got here.

And say to yourself, I don't have to be.

Mediocrity abounding, stifling your greatness.

Your potential.

Being subject to games you don't want to play.

Ones you don't need to.

The envelope being pushed so hard it rips wide open.

Exposing so many issues.

Ones which need to be ran away from.

Fast.

Before they suck you down with their insatiable thirst.

Sometimes we need to save ourselves.

And that is ok.

Xoxo,

C.