I would leave it all behind me, drops of paint as I walk past, made up words tossed along as easily as love for life. by C. Streetlights via @CStreetlights #Promised #Life #Healing

never promised

What good is an epiphany if I don’t act on it in my life? What good is a sudden realization if I don’t absorb it fully?  Why practice self-reflection if I won’t accept what I come to know about myself? Why desire change in my life if I won’t actually go through the work? Why seek answers if I ask …