Optimistic Super Nova Explosion

As I prep another great trek south of the Mason Dixon, I find myself anxious with hope about the fellowship. Eeek Eeeekk Eeeeeeeeeekkk. Can i just share how real everything is that it is all surreal?!?! say word. WORD.

Just like you, I get lonely too.

I’m afraid to sleep after the entire dream I had of us holding each other and sobbing. It is like torture to live with your memory haunting my thoughts, my dreams, my aspirations still. It honestly makes me want to crawl out of my skin knowing the depths of my soul and knowing that I let you near them, for you to toss my energy, my love, my friendship aside. I can’t tolerate that thought. I can’t tolerate that this is what it became. I can’t tolerate we don’t even speak the others name or share the same strange because we might brush and emotion would erupt. Its gravy on the surface but whats beneath has a greater purpose, its gravy on the surface but whats beautiful is worth it. 

“Vanity without reason is genius lacking madness”-Bee

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:-) Through my tears I found God within myself, and I loved him fiercely. Growing Learning Loving Living, and back to Laughing. Life is good. I’m in a great place and I’m glad I know myself. I’m glad to be me, and I know that my love is to Supernova to have thrown back in my face. Through all the tears and the sadness the Phoenix rises from the ashes, Phenomenal me, on my way to my Supernova Destiny. 

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