Pack a bag with food, water, two books, a notebook, a few pens, a blanket, honey, a weapon (knife, pepper-spray, etc. you can never be too careful) your iPod/iPhone (music) and go somewhere peaceful, where the chance of seeing another person is small; the woods, a park, the beach, whatever floats your boat.
Once you’ve arrived there you need to think of everything that is bothering you. Don’t be scared. Scream and cry until your eyes are red and your throat is sore, until all the cropped up emotions have left your body. When you’re 100% sure that you’re done, eat some honey and drink water to soothe your vocal chords and prevent them from hurting days after. Then spend the rest of the day reading and observing your surroundings and writing all your thoughts down until you feel somewhat decent enough to go back home and face everything like the hero I know you are. Stop lying to yourself, no one is always feeling like they’re on top of the world. And that is okay. Even the strongest walls have weak spots, you just have to give it the time and space to strengthen every once in a while. And what way to do that better than by destroying that old, weak piece of wall and replacing it with a much stronger version.
"Lost Springs"- Night Beds
For the nights when your world comes unglued.
The fabric of faith loses it’s touch, the joys in journey grow long shadows, and the friends along the way turn to stone. When each individual moment has far too many feelings. Thoughts are turned over and over until they are tumble dry. The quiet evenings of starless skies and careless conversations.
When you need true words and endless bandages. For the weary and careless dreamers who want honesty to sweat through their skin. Learning how to pair your favorite beer with that corner of your heart that has cobwebs and cancer. The knees that look strong, yet kiss the floor in one-sided whispers.
A song to soundtrack these kind of nights.