Sometimes I zoom in on the closer aspects of life and living in order to figure things out.
Other times, I just let it all happen and figure things out as they happen.
Giving in to the cosmic order of things makes me feel best. There is a constant ebb and flow that seems to make life worth living (and better than trying to control intangibles that no one can EVER get over).
Like the neon at night, you sometimes have to endure the length of the day to fully enjoy the short beauty of the night.
The soul is filled with fluorescence and hold the glow of a million emotions and a million more dreams.
Here is mine as I count down the next three days till I leave for LA:
Three days till my light shines in another state. Here come the pretty lights.