Dear Friend,
Life is miserable sometimes. I often wonder what will truly matter in the
end. Relationships, objects, legacy, if
all or if any. My biggest fear is that I
will never become the man I dream to be.
That for whatever circumstance or inexcusable reason I will leave the
world in the toxic state is currently breathes.
I admit I have a rather bleak view on the fate of humanity now and in generations
to come, but I know that I have been given a golden heart, and if given purpose
I could change the outcome, even if just a little. I don’t know where life will take me, if
everywhere or nowhere at all. I do know
that if given a chance to peek into my future I would decline without hesitation, because the mystery of life makes the misery seem kind of
okay.
Sincerely,
Mr. Tales
Sincerely,
Mr. Tales
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