:: diaporein kalos ::
it does make me happy. no matter the struggle or the pain or the anguish. it does. it simply does. for i have found that the joy lies precisely in such pain and such struggle; i'll hate myself later for admitting to this, but Socrates was right, there is nothing more to this than labor. whether i'll be able to give birth to a great idea or not is not really the case. i'll keep breathing, slowly, as softly as i can, i'll keep doing this. this is the great life they all talked about, the coming to my senses in this ever so confusing path i've chosen -and yes, i can now say without guilt or shame that it is my choice- to take.
coming in through my ears:: Sweet Thing// David Bowie