Ah, Life. Why do you keep breaking my heart?

Ah, Life.

Ow!

Why do you keep breaking my heart?

Hey there, Life. Why won’t you open these doors for me?

Come on, Life. Why do you do the things you do?

Don’t you, care?

Why won’t you share, your bounty, with me?

What else must I do, Life?

What else must I give?

How else must I act before YOU will act for/with me?

I’m tired, Life. Not of you. But of all you have been putting me through.

Take hard with you, Life. And, bring me rest, in return.

Tell bounty to head my way. And, take lack and watch it burn.

Enough, Life, of all this hard. Give it a rest. Give me a break. Whew.

Okay, Life, I get it. I see what you are trying to do. You have been trying to get me to keep on keeping on. No matter what.

I shall try, Life. I love you. Still. Even though you keep breaking my heart. The ONLY thing I will allow to stay broken is

broken not beaten,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note Every since I made a full-fledged effort to super try and make my dream come true, in real time, all kinds of foolishness and folly have come screaming out of the woodwork.

Folk have either been trying to get in my pants, get in my pockets, or both!

I have been told, endlessly, all the 50 bajillion reasons why I shouldn’t, can’t, won’t, dear egads don’t waste my time, and 90 other messages that would cause one to dive in bed never to return.

The more I have pondered and research the more, at first, I wanted to change my mind and stay in my comfort zone.

In my coffin, er, comfort zone, beloveds, I KNOW my space. I KNOW how far I can go. I KNOW what to expect. Every day…*sigh*.

Too bad, my heart absolutely REFUSES to stay in check and hide. Life is just too short, my life says to me. EVERY day. ALL day.

Okay, heart, I shall keep trying. Broken and all. Diamonds are formed by pressure!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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