When dark clouds came,
For days you shuttered windows,
Rechecked locks --
But the warnings were worse than the storm,
And you missed weeks upon weeks of freedom.
When the challenges came,
You ran out to try all the things
That everyone else said to try:
Posting images of fabulous places
And you looking amazing in them --
But at the end of each night, you found yourself
Tired of living everyone else's life for them.
So you tried an in-between way:
Rooted now to where you've placed your feet,
But exploring every aspect of your world,
Your friends, your community --
A life some call "too dangerous",
And others call "too boring",
But which is, for you, authentic,
Alive, and
Fulfilling
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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This has a very direct personal feel to it. Powerful, authentic and, as you write, fulfilling!