Manifesting Realities

I can’t quite figure out how my emotional displacement from society can cripple my vision in such extremities as they have. 

i don’t know why, but It feels like a job waking up in the morning. When I’m awake though, i have so much gratitude for the small things, but to think about people, this life then becomes a job... One i can’t figure out a value for. 

I have yielded so many things to my advantage, but for whatever reason, It has become harder and harder to fall in love with human beings.

& i guess that is reflective of myself. 

Am i not satisfied with the wonder and unknown. Or the wave of the universal current?  

why am i so fickle?  

-because i do not know. 

and i guess that’s beautiful. 

im determined that my energy finds hope in people again, especially Hope in myself. 

i depend so definitely on the affirmations of my work in others to mirror my worth. 

i pray that when i wake, i find Hope in myself so i can have Hope in others.