His nervous laughter filled the room as his eyes darted back and forth and then he looked down. He was smart, handsome, kind and humble and he could see none of it. An escape artist like myself just trying to make it through a harsh world with what’s left of our broken selves. We were the children who internalized everything that’s wrong with the world as somehow being our own fault.
I was drenched, head to foot. My sneakers still squeeking along had become some sort of weird rhythmic battle cry of survival. Morning had finally arrived, cool and foggy, but no match for my sweating, determined body pumping at max adrenaline. My goal was now visible, civilization in the distance. I made it through the storm, and now the light is greeting me with her serene morning dew as if her ...
The meaning of life is connection, it really is as simple as that. Think about it. Every single one of your happiest moments, you’ve felt deeply connected to something. Whether it’s nature, an animal, another being or even yourself! We feel our best when we’re tapped into the most connected version of ourselves.
Don’t get me wrong the meaning of life is not about feeling our best all the time, b...
“I know them from a distance. He has the same bus stop as me, and I’ve even seen him around town several times, but we never talked”, I muttered. My heart pounded and I wondered how I could feel so attached to someone without actually knowing them....
