I get back in, and I enjoy the thrill as much as coming back to solid ground.
I embrace both the terror and relief.
I rejoice in the buildup and the freefall.
João Silas
I come back to myself over and over again.
Some will say this is the definition of insanity.
I say this is the definition of perseverance.
But heres the thing, we dont need to pretend.
No one really knows what theyre doing.
No one really has it figured out.
Then sometimes I spill my coffee, drop my AirPods, and realize I wasnt even holding on.
Its messy, but its real.
And when someone compliments me?
The shock I display is not from a humble placeI really am shocked.
And when I succeed in something, I look around for the other shoe to drop.
Sometimes, though, I let myself soak in the feeling of maybe/perhaps/possibly knowing what Im doing.
And then, I keep going.
I keep going because I cant not pursue my dreams.
I cant not go after what I believe in.
I cant not chase my desires.
I cant not throw my heart into the ring and battle my ego for what I know I deserve.
Sometimes I dont trust myself, but I still do it.
From the summit to plummet, Im all in for the ride.
Because Ive never been someone who could just watch life happen from the side.
Because the people who think theyve got it all figured out?
And if they act as they do?
The ones who dont have it figured out?
Were the ones who create change.
We break the rules so they can be remade.
Were the wild ones.
Because we choose to keep going against the odds.
We decide to keep trying, even if our own ego tells us not to.
I know it may not always seem like it,but its damn good to be one of us.
