But I guess just being is an awfully strange place to be.
You’re reminded of how carefree your life used to seem
when nothing mattered and you had your whole existence in front of you
These little moments
come back now and then
the weekends of wonder
You go back for a brief moment
whether on purpose or not
to feel nostalgic
And then you’re forced back to reality
and then some
infinite opportunity smacks you in the face
and reminds you of all the things you’re doing
and you want to make them proud
and be who you said you’d be
But that’s the thing you just are.
You’re just a being
There are a million different ways your life could have gone
And a million different ways your life will go
And every day you’re gonna show up as one.
It’s not the same being as yesterday
and you won’t be the same being tomorrow
But the world is growing and changing and bending and balancing and
you are growing and changing and bending and balancing right along with it.
It’s simple and it’s messy and it’s beautiful and it’s tragic
But I hope it makes you realize
you are way more than just being.