My Soul Lifts
...when I let go.
The very real strain of carrying way too much responsibility for rectifying the state of the human world has long burdened my soul and kept me sober. Pause to rejoice if you ever find me laughing and drinking, as such silly activities have always seemed like mere distractions. For so long I’ve despised and judged even more harshly, those appearing unable or unwilling to undertake a bit of introspection for the benefit of everyone else. But who am I to decide? The only way I will lighten up is by letting go of everything over which I have no control.
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