I, you, her, we // she needs this
Because I want to wake her up and tell her that time is precious, yet I must allow her to wallow in this mess, this stress, this breaking kind of self-pity that makes her lie to herself, down, under the sheets that don’t protect her but cocoons her, consumes her in this light, shining through the room, through her. Through. That’s it. Don’t look into her eyes; look through them. If I could remind her that it’s the way of the world, though, of course, not the only way, I would and I can, but I allow her to roll over, under, bathe in this upset. She needs this.
And excuse me if I might just forget to tell her this; if I do, please be her volunteer. Remind her of these things. I know her too well. She will be astounded by the complexities of living that comes with age, so allow her to wallow in this mess, this stress, this exhausting anagnorisis of the pressures of this modern life. If she could ignore the grand illusions of indigence, instability, better days, better nights, she would. Her street doesn’t feel the same; it is no longer a sanctuary that embodies her youthful inclination to overlook all that unsettles the minds of the world, who with time and age, face far greater problems she is trying to understand. But she is older now.
You might experience this feeling again, but not quite. This time you know the way, the way of the world, a way out. Time, diligence, patience. Oh, and hey, you never know what’s around the corner.
She would, at least, right then, right now, choose to be bankrupt of the hard times, hard feelings. But with life comes learning, the type that cleanses the soul, that clouds the mind and everything in between. And if I could say this to you, fully, without a doubt, right now, I would if I could. But I can’t, because I still have a long way to go, I, you, her, we, still have a life to live, a lot to learn, and I’m not claiming to know all the answers.
It is centred around the idea of reflecting on life lessons we learn, both when we are young, and the lessons I am continuing to learn as an adult. Often, I find that despite the different motives that sometimes make life seem particularly difficult whether its personal or political, they embody a similar feeling that is often challenging to overcome. We must remind ourselves of the struggles we have faced in order to constantly grow and develop, despite the hardships we will inevitably have in the future.