Just Breathe


Sometimes life is so hectic, things get so crazy, emotions start clouding, motivation starts disappearing, and your comfort zone looks like a comfy bed with a pillow. You don’t want to open the door because the fear of the unknown. I’ve been at this door for a year now, and every time I think I’ve closed it, it opens right back up and swallows me in… and when I try to figure out why, I go back to that door, with my hand on the knob, my foot hovering to cross the threshold, my heart pounding, my mind racing, and finally the last piece of the puzzle clicks….I was never just breathing…

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