I would ask myself why I wrote all of this down: why I feel the need to create things, knowing they won't last, knowing they won't change anyone, and won't change the world.
The world will end and we will all cease to be, and there won't be anyone looking through abandoned houses reading journals and flipping through art books to appreciate the thoughts and feelings I had when I was 17.
I would ask myself what the point of it all was: why we go through life trying to be happy, trying to hold on, trying to figure out what we're all here for - what I'm here for.
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I asked my therapist why I wrote this all down. Why I felt the need to create for a world that didn't value me, didn't care, wouldn't survive. And her answer resolved me.
Because it helps me now.
Because we live in the present.
Because we love in the present.
Because it aids in my own journey.
And just . . .
Because.
- Nicole
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