I often avoid the truth. The one that seeps through your dreams and spills every forsaken truth imaginable. I try to listen; but I don't want to believe it. I don't want to accept it. It is rather something that lifts me from my reality and brings me to an ether world of serenity and unapologetic reckoning. But it is always there, knocking on my door. Like a glass of water just waiting to be ensued. I am often blind-sided by the reality that fits my fitting. But, 'tis not true when you look down into the well. What are you going to do when the life you have been living isn't the life you want?
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