Inspiration

I've been noticing the feeling it takes out of me to sleep long hours. I don't want to do it anymore. Love hours as opposed to short hours. Nothing seems to matter as much as it used to when compared to the world at large. In accepting what is, I find that I can breathe easier. People I care about have said a lot of bullshit, though not all of it bull, and not all of it shit.

I just feel that to give my all, I need a place to fall back into when I've spent all I have. I don't want to give all of me away. Nor do I want to give half of me. I like me too much. And I need to say that on days I actually feel it.

I feel like I'm collecting the scattered pieces that I've strewn all about. Strength is not about physical prowess, it is indomitable will. Thanks, Ghandi. I appreciate your words. But you're a skinny man in a robe, of course you'd say that. I think strength is all of the above. Indomitable will can be taken as stubbornness. And what if you have that will, but lack wisdom? Then are you strong, or just weak-minded and reacting from fear?