I miss being certain
I miss feeling like it’s all worth it
I miss the girl who knew and giving 110%
Pursuing my purpose
I’m supposed to find a way —
“I always find a way!”
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I miss expanding my mind
I miss knowing what I want to find
I miss who I used to be, parts of me
Like in Gatsby, “You can’t repeat the past.”
But Fitzgerald still leaves me a gift
There will always be a green light
So long as there is there will always be hope within sight
Spot on, again.
I find myself pining for those days (so very long ago, but shush) when I was much more certain of almost everything.
❤
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Thank you for putting a big smile on my face this morning. And I’ll confess something to ya…that’s hard to do. Not a morning lark, total night owl. What about you?
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Yay! I’m glad to have been able to make you smile. It makes the day go easier.
I’m a wee-hours night person who, by virtue of circumstance, is obligated to put on the mask of a morning person. I haven’t enjoyed it… ever… but — circumstance. It might explain why I’m an insomniac and never feel rested. Ever.
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I’m an insomniac too. Struggled with it my whole adult life. I totally get it!
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I’m in acceptance mode with respect to insomnia. There is no struggle now. I shrug, get up and sit in the Laz-Y-boy and I stare at the night shadows. Occasionally I even fall back asleep.
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I still get frustrated but it is futile.
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I have been there too. Beautifully composed! As always.😊
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Thank you, sweet Aaysid! 😉
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My pleasure.😍
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Thank you, sweetie! XOXO, Eleanor
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I can really relate to Toby Keith’s “As Good As I Once Was”. We have our peaks and valleys through life. I was once really strong. Now I’m a weakling. But I do my best with whatever strength I have. We have to push forward as best we can.
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❤️ ❤️ ❤️
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