Some days. Some days I want to be uncomfortable. Some days I want to run. Some days the unknown joy of a new adventure calls thick and strong and cloying and suffocating until you want to scratch your surface off and step out of your own skin. Some days there is too much of “you must put on your shoes, be careful, slow down, not like that, no....no..... more no’s”.
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Well, here’s to the yes. Be uncomfortable, graze your knees children, run like the wind, breathe it in deep. Jump. We’ll catch you. Fill those sails. Cram in the back of a van squeezed up tight and cling on round the bends. Hitch that ride on the back of a bike. Walk uphill. Struggle. Soar. But feel every minute. Don’t fade in to the colourless that society will try and sell to you. You’ve already got the whole world in your hands ❤️❤️
