dreams

On Worth

The swell of fall seems to be taking all in its tide. Sprinting through hours and days, just to meet deadlines and maintain balance. Remember how to “let” ? I made a decision a few months ago that has changed a lot of things dramatically, but more importantly, it has changed my perspective on my own worth. I have dreams about my old self in high school, colliding with the person I am now, confused about making it to band practice and trying to boil water for my French press. I have dreams about screaming at a younger, more idealistic version of myself. I spend time weighing and judging and measuring opinions, trying to find a neutral equilibrium to step into.

Who are we to each other? And the most important advice I’ve heard: other people’s opinions are none of my business. Our day dreams should reign, not the balance of everything.