A night, a street, a lamp, a drugstore A meaningless and dismal light A quarter century outpours – It’s all the same. No chance to flight. – You’d die and rise anew, begotten. All would repeat as ever might: The street, the icy rippled water, The store, the lamp, the lonely night.
It’s not about finding someone who won’t fight with you or make you sad. It’s about finding the person who will still be standing there wiping the tears away, holding you in their arms after a fight, and the one who will never leave, no matter how hard things get.
Be strong. Never tell yourself “I am tired”. The more you accept the thought, the more exhausted you will become, but if you tell yourself, “I can do even more”, you will find that there are no limits to what you can accomplish.
The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours – it is an amazing journey – and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.