sometimes a “no” can be as good as a “yes.”
finding out where you are not, is not so different than finding out where you are. both serve as a boundary of sorts. and so i watch myself (somewhat amused as if i am merely an onlooker) as i find new freedoms in what i may not have, what i may not do, who i may never become. and i smile because the exhale i release is not bitter. rather i exhale the idea that i have already become, that my life, as it is, is already good. i need nothing more, no more acceptance, no more accomplishments, no more love. i am awash in abundance.
seeking not to strive but to bask in beauty, this is my life.