diary

i asked God for a full life, not realizing that it also meant that it would not be easy.

there is truth to the statement that ignorance is bliss. some people just float through life, choosing to avoid the darknesses. there's nothing wrong with that.

but it's not full, and it's not complete.

i realized, this past week, that were it not for the darkest pits, i would not know how bright life could be.

i'm blessed because i receive what i ask for, in unimaginable magnitudes. both sides.

in one week, i felt the whole range. 

i felt small, raw, shredded, bleeding, alone.

i felt peaceful, connected, rewarded, loved.

and then it starts again.

every day.

new.

and i choose for it to be full.

(nyc)