My emotions tend to lie on the surface of the pendulum scale. Swinging like a little girl on an outdoor tire swing. It’s the stress I take on day to day where the questions become “when do I endure it and how?” Every now and then it takes a subtle sigh or time out to realize how fortunate I really am….and every now and then, when the odds are stacked and you’re sitting in the bleachers staring at these odds from a panorama view, it takes somebody like Dakota Wint to relieve you almost entirely. To remind you through his words, the strength and amount you’re worth. In between the ocean and holes, the charcoal and coals, the thrust and the pulls, and in between the crevice and trees, the leaves through the breeze, the flood and the freeze, will always lie the strength within me.



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