Life is loud.
It is the rumbling drum of people walking through,
the screeches of unrealized potential,
the incessant whispering of shoulds and coulds.
Life is messy.
It is the spilt milk of mistakes,
the crash of unexpected reality,
the splatter of insecurity that
follows us like an old friend.
Life is chaotic.
at the end of the day
this is just noise.
I tune it out and
all I can see is
for being here, for
even when it was hard.
Even when you didn’t have to.
Life is loud,
are the headphones that help me through it.