The Heavy hand of Fate
Sometimes the world looks perfect
Nothin’ to rearrange
Sometimes you just
Get a feelin’ like you need some kind of change
Standin’ tall
On the wings of my dream
Rise and fall
On the wings of my dream
Rain and thunder, the wind and haze
I’m bound for better days
It’s my life
It’s my dream
Nothin’s gonna stop me now.
It bugs me how much i worry about things i have no control over. It sometimes feels like i waste a lot of energy trying to change the things that i cannot, or just worry about a doom that seems to be lurking just around the corner. Do i really have control over the upcoming dark times? can i really predict what will or will not happen? I struggle to maintain a focus, to see what is right in front of me.. to live by my own words “worry about today, and tomorrow till take care of itself”
I’m glad that i’m feeling a little bit more certain.. more in control. That motto i try to preach to others is becoming more and more common place in my own life. The more i teach myself to focus on today, the more the rest of my life seems to be taking care of itself. I really cant say that things are perfect right now; i still have a lot of doubt and fears for the future; but happily the loose ends of my past seem to be tying themselves up.
Perhaps i’m begining to come full circle once again, the repeating pattern of my life leads me down back to where it all began, so that this latest repition may finally end, and a newer bolder chapter can begin.