Yesterday took its piece, and I have already made my peace. I learned that we all live on luck, and lack is a necessary darkness to push us to our luck where the light is, but for a price; something I am willing to pay with resolution and pace. My life has become this unending carousel with every turn feeling like a race. At the moment, my sanity is just hanging by grace. Needless to say, the world is a broken scale and insanity is not necessarily a vice. A person is measured by the glitter on the face. It is a choice.

© Ommie