For me, music is oxygen.
To be in the company of music makers and those who appreciate good music, is so refreshing...no drama...just harmony, mutual respect and cooperation.
It’s just nice, but then there are always the smirking gawkers who can't enjoy what's happening, because they're too busy wondering what you're doing in their supposed lane. Their worry is toxic and so unnecessary.
This world is gigantic.There's so much room for everyone to grow and
shine.
Many should stop competing with, throwing shade at, and being intimidated by
people who aren't even interested in running...ain't laced up nary a
running shoe...who are just enjoying the scenery on the track, every now and
then.
Many are actually happy to cheer others on from the bleachers. If some people would just slow down, lose the shady, paranoid air, and see there's no
impediment (human or otherwise) to their goal, they'd enjoy their own run
so much better.
What'd my friend Billie say? "God knows a lot of people".
Yep--and he hasn't run out of stuff OR opportunities.
Is
it me, or would some prefer that you do nothing at all? Could it be that some have established places where they think you belong, and should remain? Do others want you to be bored,
flat broke and floundering until they beckon? Do they want you on mute and
inactive, unless it is on their terms, or according to their timelines,
preferences, and standards?
#aintnobodygottimeforthat
I pack boxes, wrap boxes, open boxes, even
tear up boxes, so they'll fit into the recycling bin. I don't willingly
stuff myself inside those constructed by other people.
#ILikeToBreathe
#smilingtoday
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